mercoledì, 27 febbraio 2008
For What It's Worth
Archiviato da Saiph alle 12:18 in: parole in musica
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Everybody look what's going down
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
( written by S.Stills, performed by B.Springfield - 1967 )
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
( written by S.Stills, performed by B.Springfield - 1967 )







Può accadere di imbattersi in qualche nebbia che ci fa perdere il senso dell'orientamento.
Sasha: " Parlami d'amore Nicol "
ma solo uno è l'original! e poi... la festa in realtà è (come si poteva anche immaginare) un'invenzione. In due parole è stata istituita due secoli dopo la morte di Valentino, in sostituzione della festa pagana della fertilità (si si... lo so che lo sapevate già... io ignoranto ok?? uff...).
Curioso come la festa dell'amore sia nient'altro che la sostituta della festa della trombata... mah... misteri della storia...
" Ogni minuto che passa è un'occasione per rivoluzionare tutto completamente "
Cantare i Led Zeppelin con la voce di Tom Waits? Si può, si può 
).
... di roba da fare non me ne manca di certo...