sábado, 28 de febrero de 2009

PREFAB SPROUT



Brucie dreams lifes a highway too many roads bypass my way
Or they never begin. innocence coming to grief
At the hands of life - stinkin car thief, thats my concept of sin
Does heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon ?

But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.
Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ?
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls.

Lifes a drive through a dust bowl, whats it do, do to a young soul
We are deeply concerned, someone stops for directions,
Something responds deep in our engines, we have all been burned
Will heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon ?

But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.
Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ?
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls.

Little boy got a hot rod, thinks it makes him some kind of new god
Well this is one race he wont win,
cos lifes no cruise with a cool chick
Too many folks feelin car sick, but it never pulls in.
Brucies thoughts - pretty streamers
- guess this world needs its dreamers may they never wake up.

But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.
Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ?
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls.

But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.
Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ?
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls.

PREFAB SPROUT

8 comentarios:

Paul Brazill dijo...

Cheers! I love Prefab Sprout.

Alex dijo...

Una canción que marcó mi adolescencia. Preciosa y triste canción.

troyana dijo...

ays!cúantos recuerdos!me encantaba esta canción!

alain dijo...

temazoooooooooo

desconvencida dijo...

Veo que a todos os ha traído muchos recuerdos esta canción! Un beso

Anónimo dijo...

La letra de la canción es estúpida como pocas. Como sabeís, intenta ridiculizar a Springsteen por que su música sólo habla de "coches y chicas".

Podría escribir largo y tendido sobre el melifluo Paddy McAlloon, pero para rebatir su tesis basta echar un vistazo a la entrada de hoy en Cielo Vacio, http://cielovacio2008.blogspot.com/2009/03/incidente.html.

Todo lo anterior no empece la altísima consideración en la que tengo su blog, mi admirada desconvencida

Mondo Gitane dijo...

100% de acuerdo con este caballerete anónimo. El horror ochentoso no respondía por Limahl o Michael J Fox, sino por Paddy "Peinados de Mongol" McAloon y sus huestes descafeinadas.
Este patán, ante la imposibilidad de componer algo como Thunder Road o Hungry Heart, optó por despotricar contra el de NJ. Flaco favor se hizo, además seguro que era vegano, tiene toda la pinta.

desconvencida dijo...

estimado anónimo (¿eres CV?), igualmente estimado Mondo Gitane... soy sincera si digo que ignoraba lo que había detrás de esta canción, símplemente me gustaba su melodía, vaya por delante que no estoy de acuerdo con su contenido...

Un saludo a ambos...

 
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