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Letras

iGeneration (MC Lars)

And people tried to put us down, when iTunes bumped a post-Cold War sound.
My generation sat the mecca of malls, Times Square, I'm there, Viacom installs.
So we hit the net while the Trade Center fell, New York met Hollywood, we ran like hell.
No Vietnam for us, yo, Iraq it's on. So who agree upon this cowboy Genghis Khan?
The choice made, baby. Hey we'd take it back, logged in dropped out, MTV took track.
They sold it back to us and claimed no correlation. The iMac, iPod, iGeneration.
And I'm waiting for the day we can get out. The world is ours, that's the story no doubt.
Want to be more info super highway traffic, want to be more than a walking demographic!

CHORUS
"Hey! You're part of it." Talking about the iGeneration.
"Yeah! You're part of it." Talking about my iGeneration.

See the iGeneration knew organization meant optimization and unification,
When imagination gave participation in creation of culture a manifestation.
The Berlin Wall fell and out we came, the post-Cold War kids laid claim to AIM.
LOL, OMG, yo, BRB. Space, colon, dash, closed parenthesis.
We sat at our laptops and typed away, and found that we each had something to say.
Web-logged our fears, our hopes and dreams. Individuated by digital means.
Fiber optic lenses, DVD, Coca Cola, Disney and Mickey D's.
Flat mass culture, the norm that took holdÉ I hope I die before I get sold.

REPEAT CHORUS

This is the I-N-T-E-R-N-E-T ge-na-ra-tion, see?
This is the I-N-T-E-R-N-E-T ge-na-ra-tion, see?

REPEAT CHORUS

Detonador De Sueños (La Renga)

Esa bomba de hoy, la que llevás entre tus manos
la que nadie te ofreció, eso es todo y sin embargo
haré una excepción, por haber nacido humano.
Somos hijos del amor, eso es todo y sin embargo.

Moriremos frente al mar, de todo lo que has llorado.
No se puede destruir todo el sueño sin soñarlo.

Ese nuevo amor, es el nuevo amo,
él ya no quiere ser feliz, eso es todo y sin embargo
habrá una canción para el mal nacido hermano,
Hijo del dolor, eso es todo y sin embargo.

Cada palpitación late una muerte.
Cada palpitación late más fuerte.

Entre lo que sos y lo que hay de malo
sólo late tu verdad, eso es todo y sin embargo.

Moriremos frente al mar de todo lo que has llorado
no se puede construir todo el sueño sin soñarlo.

Cada palpitación late una muerte.
Cada palpitación late más fuerte.

Let Your Troubles Roll By (Carbon Leaf)

Love endures, it clings away
When asked to leave, it begs to stay
Like the perfect song, at imperfect times
It's the way the chords struck with the rhymes
So let your troubles roll by...

He knows he can help himself
He can tell by a look at the books on his shelf

And someone, somewhere loses her son
Before her own sunset is said and done

And she dreams of sunflowers bent-over
Frozen in snow, and thinks 'Colorado.. ?'
But then plays her life back in slow motion
To keep in touch with that raw emotion
In the night, crushed empty can
Olive Oyle is waiting for her man
To come in from the fight
That will change their life
'For good this time...'

When all of your tears dry, let your troubles roll by

Like New Year's Eve, tonight's underway
But tomorrow you'll wake up afraid of the day
'Cause underneath the scars of your broken dreams
An undone war still wages and stings
You fear the year will blow
Like a breeze through a rainbow
You swear it's there, but you can't grab a hold
So you sit and cry and wonder why, why...

When all of your tears dry, let your troubles roll by

So many cities and windows and lives
And through each one there's a soul that strives to survive
So pay no mind, my sorrow's fine
The day is a live and that's why I cry
It's a New Year's toast, grab your list to conspire
The last snake hissed as he was thrown in the fire
You've come far, and though you're far from the end
You don't mind where you are, cause you know where you've been

Like a culture vulture sprawled out on the floor
Like a dead devil soldier washed up on the shore
With nothing of note but the ole' Capt.'s coat
And a burning boat you just sank with your salty tears...

8 Million Stories (Kurtis Blow)




featuring Run D.M.C.

(intro)
There are 8 million stories in the ** city

8 million stories (x4)

(verse one Kurtis blow)

There are 8 million stories in the ** city
Some ice cold and told without pity
About the mean streets and the guetto culture
The pimps the pushers the sharks and vultures
Things that happen when it reaches dark
And all the things you hear about Central Park
You got to be down,you got to have strenght
If you're gonna survive past 110th
Well it ain't no thing when blood is spilled
The emergency ward is capacity filled
And nothin' ever comes as a big surprise
And the ** city never closes its eyes
A new story every day
Told a thousand different ways
That's how it is and that's how it goes
The city with the 8 and six big O's

New York is a crazy city man.....

Yo, my home boys Run DMC

(verse two Run DMC)

A young girl seemed to be gaining weight
Her parents all thought it was the food she ate
Their attitudes were all la-de-da-de
But little did they know there's a baby in the body
She tried to hide it,but they'll soon know
Because sooner or later that baby's got to show
Can her daddy just accept it as a fact
That it wasn't the meals and it wasn't the snack
Then there's another girl,her name is Vicki
The girl is fine,but sho'nuff tricky
Vicki's fine,,but then she's not very kind
She'll lay you down and then she'll rob you blind
You wake up in the morning and you're feelin' blue
Because Vicki is gone and your money is too
She's more sinister than Peter Lorre
And this is just two of 8 million stories

8 million stories (x12)

(verse three Kurtis Blow)

Fresh kid and the stories complete
Born on a dim lit ghetto street
Father unknown,mother astray
He learned about life the real hard way
Wearin' pretty things for all the ladies to see
Funky fresh diamonds and gold jewelry
Spent all his time just counting his bank
Because he's a fly muh-ha-ha,now fill in the blank
Because he's a fresh kid and his money's long
Been the subject of a ghetto song
Poor kids admire,ladies desire
They say water can't put out this fire
Because he's a fresh kid,yeah he's alright
Grew up with the pushers and the pimps of the night
And you could measure or even treasure
The thought that cocaine became his pleasure
Puruvian rock never cut with speed
And he gets skied untill his nose would bleed
And that was just one weakness,must admit
That when he took a hit he could never quit
Because he's one slick pusher livin' day by day
When the crazy thing happened along the way
You know he started to base at a hell a pace
And now it's a disgrace,he's got the pipe in his face
For twenty-four seven a terrible Jones
Didn't take care of business,didn't answer the phone
He stayed home alone all in the twilight zone
Just bittin' on a pipe like a dog on a bone
Turnin' blue in the face,by holdin' his breath
With the white cloud bullshit stuck in his chest
But then he tried to stop,but it never worked
And then the ladies started calling him a freebase jerk
Just to break it all down,you know he's not very slick
Because he spent all his money and he spent it real quick
He lost his car,his house,his friends and his wife
And basing cocaine made him lose his wife
Because he bought some on credit and couldn't pay
And then the pusher looked for him and blew him away
In a blaze of glory in his own territory
8 million stories sad but all real stories

8 million stories (x12)

Styrofoam (Fugazi)

There are no more races to be run
There are no numbers left to be won
Everybody's down
We pulled each other down
There never was a truth to be found
We are all bigots so full of hatred
We release our poisons
There are no more cultures left to slide
There are no more people to be tried
We're in our minds
Five billion pieces so defined
Read it in a book, it was underlined
We are all bigots so full of hatred
We release our poisons like styrofoam

Overcome (The Recapitulation) (RX Bandits)

We've had enough
We've had enough
We've had enough of the politicians
We've had enough yeah
Of these politician's wars
All we need right now is love
We've had enough of these military scoreboards
What we need right now is love, come on
We've had enough of these politician's wars
All we need right now is love
We've had enough of these military scoreboards
All we need right now is love
We've had enough of these politician's wars
All we need right now is love
We've had enough of these military scoreboards
All we need right now is love

Turn it up
The future is held in the hands
Who right the textbooks
Ignorance is bred when falsified thinking is taught
To the youth instead of
Past mistakes and mind elevation,
Like the graves that manifest destiny has created
So we can build our
Capitalist consumer based economy,
To build, market,
And sell commodities we don't need
But we are trained to believe like celebrity imaging
Well I'm here to take my feelings back and I hope That you will be with me

I can't wait for that day
When I hear us all screaming.
Ahhhhhhhhh,
I can't wait for that day
When I hear us all singing together,
Ooooohhhhhh
I can't wait for that day
When I hear us all screaming.
Ahhhhhhhhh
I can't wait for that day
When I hear us all singing together,
Ahhh,

I can't wait for the day
When I hear us all screaming,
HERE COMES THE REVOLUTION.
When every race color
And creed of militant human beings stand up
With fists together for substance and true meaning
Because right now we got our feet stuck in cement
We're too caught up in
A material status quo punishment
And one thing is for sure
And that's the sun will always set,
Darling you can bet our moon is quite the opposite
So baby take a axe to your makeup kit
Set ablaze the billboards and their advertisements
Love with all your hearts and never forget
How good it feels to be alive
And strive for your desire
Just cause you can't see
Your cage doesn't mean that you are free
When there are laws against nature
But its ok for you to be
Addicted to over the counter prescriptions
And magazines dictate all our human relations

I'm not buying, no I'm not giving in
To a culture that objectifies all of our women
I'm not buying, no I'm not consuming
The apathetic dribble on the news media's chin
I'm not buying, no I'm not giving in
The lies that are sold through textbooks to children
I'm not buying, no I'm not consuming
Cause the positive will
Always overcome the negative right

And we stay inside, its right outside,
We stand in line
We all enjoy the fences to keep it at bay
But I'm not giving in

Checkmate/Quand Le Roy (The Box)

Once upon a time, and many miles away
Looking for adventure, travelling across the country
Four young men created an attraction
Telling pretty stories and playing an instument
Hey!

Ordinary people returning from the fields
Gathered on the place, a woodshed set aflame
Dancing all around, and headied by the wine
Striking up a song, everybody cheered....

(CHORUS)
And it's
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Quand le roy s'en va-t-en guerre
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Administer l'or du peuple
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Notre reine a la cuisse legere
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! et le roy restera l'eternal cocu!

Watching from a distance, his Majesty the King
Wondering what it is that causes such a hubbub
Calls for an inquiry of what appears to be
A source of entertainment, a remedy to boredom

And the king's court emissary finally comes back
Troubled by the wine, stammers his report
Delighted by the news, his Majesty decides
The band will play tomorrow, for the court to entertain!

(CHORUS)
And it�¢??s
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Quand le roy s'en va-t-en guerre
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Administer l'or du peuple
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Notre reine a la cuisse legere
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! et le roy restera l'eternal cocu!

One ne revit plus jamais, notre quatuor errant
Mais la culture d'un pays ne se meurt point facilement
Si vous allez donc un jour du cote de ce village
Vous endentrez surement entonner a force voix....

(CHORUS)
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Quand le roy s'en va-t-en guerre
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Administer l'or du peuple
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Notre reine a la cuisse legere
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! et le roy restera l'eternal....

Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Quand le roy s'en va-t-en guerre
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Administer l'or du peuple
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! Notre reine a la cuisse legere
Hi-ho! Hi-ho! et le roy restera l'eternal cocu!

Grávida (Marina Lima)

Eu tô grávida
Grávida de um beija-flor
Grávida de terra
De um liquidificador
E vou parir
Um terremoto, uma bomba, uma cor
Uma locomotiva a vapor
Um corredor
Eu tô grávida
Esperando um avião
Cada vez mais grávida
Estou grávida de chão
E vou parir
Sobre a cidade
Quando a noite contrair
E quando o sol dilatar
Dar à luz
Eu tô grávida
De uma nota musical
De um automóvel
De uma árvore de Natal
E vou parir
Uma montanha, um cordão umbilical, um anticoncepcional
Um cartão postal
Eu tô grávida
Esperando um furacão, um fio de cabelo, uma bolha de sabão
E vou parir
Sobre a cidade
Quando a noite contrair
E quando o sol dilatar
Vou dar a luz

vayamos companeros (Marquess)

mis amigos, hemos empezado
el verano con buen pie
basta
empezaremos una nueva cosa
porque lo hemos pasado bomba

vayamos companeros
hay una nueva musica en la ciudad
santa santa
tenemos los momentos
por la manana todas cosas s'acaban
santa santa
vayamos companeros

adelante

por las buenas o por las malas
tenemos gracias en las moradas
basta
empezaremos una nueva cosa
porque lo hemos pasado bomba

vayamos companeros
hay una nueva musica en la ciudad
santa santa
tenemos los momentos
por la manana todas cosas s'acaban
santa santa
vayamos companeros
hay una nueva musica en la ciudad
santa santa
tenemos los momentos
hasta la otra vez
santa
con el corazon en la mano
hemos puedado pasar un buen rato
en la flor de la edad

buenos amigos unidos
estamos felices
estamos juntos
estamos felices
amigos unidos
vayamos companeros
tenemos los momentos

vayamos companeros
hay una nueva musica en la ciudad
santa santa
tenemos los momentos
por la manana todas cosas s'acaban
santa santa
vayamos companeros
hay una nueva musica en la ciudad
santa santa
tenemos los momentos
hasta la otra vez
santa
vayamos companeros

basta

Savage Earth Heart (The Waterboys)

Ooooh!
...let me see the savage
I want to see the savage coming
crashing through your face
I want to be there
when the savage comes
I want to be there
when the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
cuts through
I wanna be a witness
or a victim to your spell
Crackling in lightening
dressed in shadows
Red like a carousel
I want to be there
when the savage comes
I want to be there
when the savage comes
when your savage earth heart
...cuts through
Will you lay all of your
deepest wildest secrets bare?
Will you let all of those
rumbling old gods take rage?
I want to be there
when the savage comes
I want to be there
when the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
cuts through!
Then I was taken smoothly
by the vulture of the soul
That hideous strength
that numbs the tongue
And he led me like a cinder
through the fields of hell
to doubt my friends and to hate myself
But when my savage earth heart
...cuts through
When my savage earth heart
cuts through
Then my savage earth heart
...cuts through
And the culture of the soul laid waste


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