Esta es una letra que considero fuera de lugar con respecto a las cosas que suelo escribir... sin embargo me gusto bastante aca se las dejo
LITTLE BOX
Six little rats in a little box
They are scared they are tigth
Looking all around, looking each other
“where is the exit? Where is the freedom?”
The rats cant barely breath, the rats can barely think
A rat attacks other rat, a rat is dead now
“why did you attacked that rat?”
“I was scared and tight,
I can barely breath, i can barely think”
The walls are getting closer, the box it’s getting smaller
A rat begins to scratch a wall, a rat is criplled now
The big voice says: “a rat must do what a rat must do”
The dead rat start to stink, the walls are getting closer
The rats are getting squeezed, the rats are getting squeezed,
The raticide rat is eating the dead rat,
But she isn’t hungry,
Ona rat two rats three rats four rats five rats
One day two days three days one twilight one night
The crippled rat say: “why don’t we get out
Of here?” and a rat say: “I don’t know, the box was open”
Six little rats in a little box
They are scared they are tigth
Looking all around, looking each other
“where is the exit? Where is the freedom?”
The rats cant barely breath, the rats can barely think
A rat attacks other rat, a rat is dead now
“why did you attacked that rat?”
“I was scared and tight,
I can barely breath, i can barely think”
The walls are getting closer, the box it’s getting smaller
A rat begins to scratch a wall, a rat is criplled now
The big voice says: “a rat must do what a rat must do”
The dead rat start to stink, the walls are getting closer
The rats are getting squeezed, the rats are getting squeezed,
The raticide rat is eating the dead rat,
But she isn’t hungry,
Ona rat two rats three rats four rats five rats
One day two days three days one twilight one night
The crippled rat say: “why don’t we get out
Of here?” and a rat say: “I don’t know, the box was open”
Bueno, no me extrañaría que Sid haya dicho esa frase, fue el impulsor de la misma. Digamos que es lo identifica a cualquier rockstar, no?
ResponderEliminarVivir rápido y morir joven.
Esa frase la escribí en realidad por la canción "Time to Pretend" de MGMT, una banda que hace poco que estoy escuchando y me gusta mucho. Viendo lo que escuchas en tu blog no creo que a os te guste....jjaaa.
Chau!
las ratas...........re piolas...que queres que te diga..estoy editando mi blog desde las 8 de la noche y va a ser las siete de la mañana,empeze a leer "Six little rats in a little box
ResponderEliminarThey are scared they are tigth
Looking all around, looking each other
“where is the exit? Where is the freedom?”
The rats cant barely breatnnjknkenk...ebwibwi.....y parecia agustin en la casa del seba escuchando musica en ingles y poniendo cara de Demóstenes el pobre gato,de don gato y su pandilla,che te prometo que dopo la leo bien :) ,bye..