quinta-feira, 18 de setembro de 2008

I cant touch, I cant feel.I ask myself what is real

modern age
in working days ordinary people like me and you
try expression through machines
is cool sing that we are the robots
its supossed to be known
they knew it before


então qualeh a graça?


SUB/VER/TER

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pw5uUZkcio8

"Blue monday" refers to post ecstacy comedown but it has diddly squat to do with the song. Song titles have bugger all relevance to new order as a rule.


"Blue Monday"
How does it feel
To treat me like you do
When you've laid laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are
I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how do I feel
Those who came before me
Lived through their vocations
From the past until completion
They will turn away no more
And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me
Just how I should feel today
I see a ship in the harbor
I can and shall obey
But if it wasn't for your misfortunes
I'd be a heavenly person today
And I thought I was mistaken
And I thought I heard you speak
Tell me how do I feel
Tell me now how should I feelNow
I stand here waiting
I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold
(grows cold, grows cold, grows cold)

sábado, 13 de setembro de 2008

reveillon

RA
VE
ON

CABUM!!!
CABUM!!!

DISCO!!!
DISCO!!!

BUMM!!!
BUMM!!!

RAVE
ON

CABUM!!!
CABUM!!!

DISCO!!!
DISCO!!!

BUMM!!!
BUMM!!!


RAVEON......8