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Escuchar The Beatles - Obladi Oblada


Letras

UK Visa Versa (MC Lars)

Hey England... let's kick it.

Cops without guns and the NME.
Should I watch the BBC or should I watch the BBC?
Look at these crazy coins, is this Lord of the Rings?
Pounds and pence and Princes and Queens?
Flipside experience, well not really.
More familiar than Russia or Chile.
Up for cricket or squash, or the London zoo?
Look, you hate George Bush and we do too.
Fab music scene, though, UK bands are ace,
And you guys are the most polite of the human race.
Fish and chips, crumpets, bangers and mash,
Shakespeare, Donne, Sid Vicious and the Clash.
You love our movies, we kind of like yours.
We love the way you talk, "please help help us in these wars."
You stopped staying "fab," we stopped saying "groovy,"
Our Scotland is Canada; you saw the South Park movie.

CHORUS
I love England and visa versa,
American perspective in these Visa verses.
Tea time? Jolly good! Caffeine rush.
Look, a red a phone booth and a double-decker bus.

I love you England, so let's both ignore
The Boston Tea Party, and that silly East Coast war.
Oxford, London, and Guildford too,
Rockin' your P.A.'s when I come to visit you.

The Florida incident? Democracy at work,
But we've still got love for your boy Edmund Burke.
If it weren't for us, you'd be speaking German,
But then we gave you Hanson and Pee Wee Herman.
You gave us the Beatles, and you gave us the Who
We gave you Kris Kross and Vanilla Ice too.
You gave us "Chicken Run" and the Teletubies,
We gave you McDonald's and got you chubby.
You think we're all Trailer Trash obnoxious and noisy.
But that's just Springer, Ricki Lake, and Boise.
We're friendly and fake and proud of our nation,
Overweight, wasting gas, hedonic civilization.
We're sue-happy mad overworked compulsive winners,
Strong facade but insecure, just think Seymour Skinner.
We're obsessed with image, old age and fat,
Technology, death, and our dogs and cats,
The superbowl, shopping, S.U.V.'s and money,
Santa Claus, hygiene and the Easter Bunny.
But bigger is better and we love our T.V.
From L.A. to Boston, to Nashville, Tennessee.
And yes 1/4 of Americans own guns
In case you come back to punish your sons.
But Mother Britain listen, there's still a tie that binds us,
The U.S. isn't perfect, you don't have to remind us.

REPEAT CHORUS

Rockollection (Laurent Voulzy)

On a tous dans l' cœur une petite fille oubliée
Une jupe plissée queue d'cheval à la sortie du lycée
On a tous dans l' cœur un morceau de ferraille usée
Un vieux scooter de rêve pour faire le cirque dans le quartier
Et la p'tite fille chantait
Et la p'tite fille chantait
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Locomotion"

On a tous dans l' cœur le ticket pour Liverpool
Sortie de scène hélicoptère pour échapper
à la foule
Excuse me Sir mais j'entends plus Big Ben qui sonne
Les scarabées bourdonnent c'est la folie à London
Et les Beatles chantaient
Et les Beatles chantaient
Un truc qui m'colle'encore au cœur et au corps
"A Hard day's night"

A quoi ça va me servir d'aller m'faire couper les tifs
Est-ce que ma vie sera mieux une fois qu'j'aurai mon certif' ?
Betty a rigolé devant ma boule à zéro
Je lui dis si ça te plaît pas
T'as qu'à te plaindre au dirlo
Et je me suis fait virer
Et les Beach Boys chantaient
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Get around"

On a tous dans l'cœur des vacances à Saint-Malo
Et des parents en maillot qui dansent chez Luis Mariano
Au " Camping des flots bleus ", je me traîne des tonnes de cafard
Si j'avais bossé un peu je me serais payé une guitare
Et Saint-Malo dormait
Et les radios chantaient
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Gloria"

Au café de ma banlieue t'as vu la bande à Jimmy
Ça frime pas mal, ça roule autour du baby
Le pauvre Jimmy s'est fait piquer chez le disquaire, c'est dingue
Avec un single des Stones caché sous ses fringues
Et les loulous roulaient
Et les cailloux chantaient
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Satisfaction"

Le jour où je vais partir je sens bien que ça va faire mal
Ma mère aime pas mon blouson et les franges de mon futale
Le long des autoroutes il y a de beaux paysages
J'ai ma guitare dans le dos et pas de ronds pour le voyage
Et Bob Dylan chantait
Et Bob Dylan chantait
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Mister Tambourine man"

Laissez-moi passer j'ai mes papiers mon visa
Je suis déjà dans l'avion going to America
Même si je reste ici que je passe ma vie à Nogent
J'aurai une vieille Chevrolet et dix huit filles dedans
Et les Bee Gees chantaient
Et les Bee Gees chantaient
"Massachusetts"

Au printemps 66 je suis tombé fou amoureux
Ça m'a fait plutôt du mal j'avais de l'eau dans les yeux
Ma p' tite poupée je t'emmène dans le pays de mes langueurs
Elle fait douceur douceur la musique que j'ai dans le cœur
Toute la nuit on s'aimait
Quand Donovan chantait
Un truc qui m'colle encore au cœur et au corps
"Mellow Yellow"

Maintenant j'ai une guitare et je voyage organisé
Je me lève tous les jours trop tard Et je vis aux Champs-Elysées
Je suis parti je ne sais où mais pas où je voulais aller
Dans ma tête y'a des trous je me souviens plus des couplets
Y'a des rêves qui sont cassés
Des airs qui partent en fumée
Des trucs qui m'collent encore au cœur et au corps
"California dreaming"

Things I Want (Tenacious D and Sum 41)

Ho Ho Ho, so many christmas letters, so many wishes! Lucy wants a squeezy doll, Jimmy wants a moon rocket! This lists rather long!

Yeh
Hey now Santa I'm writin to you 'cos theres a lotta cool shit I want
I know I been naughty but cut me some slack
Cos theres a lotta cool shit I want
So heres my list, so take its advice
I want a solid gold Hollywood machine gun from the front
I want a multi couloured lunch box filled with sticky buns!

I wanna see-through jump suit that fits me tight
I want all of the Beatle's copyrights
I wanna drop Florida off the map
I wnat Pamela Anderson's...

Hey now Santa that's my Christmas list
Thats all the cool shit i want
But wait a minute Santa theres some things I missed
Theres still a lotta cool shit I want

So heres my list, take it's advice

I want a time machine and a bleeping gun
I want a statue of Moby on the surface of the sun
I want to party ** on a school bus full o' nuns
I want a bumper pool table and a robot...

There you go Santa I'm sure you'll agree
That there's a lotta cool shit I want
I know I been naughty but i garuntee you that I deserve every single one
So take my list, take it's advice
I know I been naughty
But life ain't nice
PS. i still-a need some more shit-a

I want a diamond hyena shootin fire from his butt
I want a cannibal chef to cook me sweet and sour butt
I want a magical slave thats pulled by flying stones
I want, look at all the cool shit I want!

Do Better (Say Anything)

Life is not a spark in space
An episode of Will & Grace
Controversial yet mundane
Debra's messing with your brain
Even scientologists
Know there's more to all of this
Search the ruins for trap doors
Wonder what you're put here for

Simple as a hint of gas
Climbing nostrils as you pass
Making Harvard graduates feel childish when they laugh at it
Climb the rungs to kingdom come
Sour patch to acid tongue
Are you opposed to having fun you clench the world between your bun

You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)

Your life is always the post of something else
Where's the present
The way that you present yourself
And it's disgusting how little that you try
The existential equivalent of pink eye

Drink alone and watch TV
Your'e expecting harmonies
To tap yout tune with silver spoons
The anthem of impending doom
Guiding Satan's steady hand
Forcing Beatles to disband
It's eco-freaks and drama queens
The young at heart know what I mean

You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)

You could do better
Better than that
You're a fraud
Thank god you learnt to keep your shirt on
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world

You burn so brightly
You burn so brightly in the dark
You burn so brightly
You burn so
You burn so

You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)

You could do better
Better than that
You're a fraud
Thank god you learnt to keep your shirt on
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)
You could do better
You could do better
You could be the greatest man in the world (woah!)
We could do better
We could do better
We could be the greatest band in the world (woah!)

My New Haircut (Freak Kitchen)

Another beautiful shitty day
I wanna throw my life away
I wish the sun would stop to shine
But it seems the son of a bitch is here to stay
Won't you spare me your ugly smile
And let me be miserable for a while
Damn I wasn't born in Liverpool
Don't you just love my depressing style?
I am so proud of my haircut
I am so proud of what I've become
I really like my new haircut
I am so proud of what I've become
Another hotel room to wreck
Another million dollar check
Another article about "The Beatles clones"
Gonna break that reporter's neck
Another person to insult
Another gig ends in tumult
Then disappear on a holiday to India
And start a psychedelic cult
I am so proud of my haircut
I am so proud of what I've become
I really like my new haircut
I am so proud of what I've become

Stalk U (I Didn't Mean To) (Los Abandoned)

STALK U (I DIDN'T MEAN TO)
baby, baby how was I to know that, I would become one of those people
that you read about in the paper, driven by a sad obsession

I didn't, I didn't, I didn't mean to stalk u..

it was years of observation and I didn't even know your name
till our very last semester, yeah you look just like a Charlie.

I will follow you around where you go, I will get to know you if it drives me crazy, but..

I didn't, I didn't, I didn't mean to stalk u..

(chorus 1)
I didn't mean to stalk u, baby
not even at the art opening, baby
I guess your installations were pretty cool,
and so profound they were about Drew Barrymore.

time was short, I needed answers
to the questions running through my brain,
so I looked in the art department,
files of your history and assignments

I will follow you around where you go, I will get to know you if it drives me crazy, but..

I didn't, I didn't, I didn't mean to stalk u..

(chorus 2)
I didn't mean to stalk u, baby
not even like a Beatles fan, baby
I'd never let myself sneak-in your hotel room
but, maybe wait around until your class is through.

I was only seeking intimacy, as I politely asked you out,
what's that? you've got another lady, I'll just keep seeing you in my fantasies..

I had finally prepared my heartfelt declaration of my absolute fixation
left to right I had written and poured out every bit of information that
I had for you, but
I didn't, I didn't, I didn't mean to stalk u

(repeat first chorus)

Little Good-byes (SheDaisy)

Little Good-byes"

I'm gonna tell you something you don't want to hear
You never listen when I talk
Maybe you'll listen when I walk
So I made up my mind and made a sandwich
And I didn't shed a tear
I gave you one last minute of my time
In this mess I left behind

You'll come home tonight
And turn on the light
Don't you be surprised to find
My little good-byes

Empty hangers by the closet floor
Lipstick tube on the bathroom floor
Unpaid bills by the kitchen phone
I took the Beatles, left Billy Joel
My little good-byes

I'm sure you're sure I'll be back in just an hour or two
You'll tape a Hallmark to my door
They always said it better than you
And if ya wonderin' if you're gonna hear from me
Well take a real good look around boy
And it won't be hard to see

When you come home tonight
And turn on the light
Don't you be surprised to find
My little good-byes

Took your favorite Dodgers hat
Left the litter, but I took the cat
My little good-byes
Loaded up the TV in the back of my car
Have fun watching the VCR
My little good-byes
Little Good-byes, oh baby, little good-byes

Bridge:
So cry to your mom and your sympathetic friends
And tell 'em how the story ends

My Little Good-byes
Took the hourglass left the sand
Now you got time on your hands

My little good-byes
Took the statue from Japan
Funny little Buddah man


My little good-byes
Changed my voice on the machine
Or there'll be little good-byes with every ring
My little good-byes

Left the pictures took the frames
Got the umbrella, here comes the rain
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rain, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah,yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Little Good-byes

Guns And Cigarettes (Atmosphere)

[Slug]
(What's your name fool?)

Rap is stepping to me
They wanna get some
But most of them should go and try to boost their monthly income
Speaking over beats is the only time I feel complete
I don't hear the weak and I don't fear defeat
So what you got?
Connect the dots, I'll raise the pot
Remove the blood clot from the brain of hip hop
The name remains in tip-top shape
I'm still the back rapper scapegoat in the aim of their hate
I came in late, took a chair in the rear
But my classmates were well away how long I'd really been there
My peers have been held back for years, holding back the tears
Everybody knows our name like we was the cast from "Cheers"
So here's to the good times, tonight is mighty special
So fasten your seatbelts, cause I'm gonna launch this vessel
Ain't gonna land until I'm bigger than Espo
And bigger than ecstasy and bigger than techno

[Chorus]:

I wanna bigger than Jesus and bigger than wrestling
Bigger than the Beatles and bigger than breast implants
I'm gonna be the biggest thing to hit these little kids
Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes

A few years ago an ex-girl of mine
Asked me to keep her name out of my rhymes
So I said this rhyme that I'm about to say
It came from the heart and it went this way:
Go to hell girl, you make me sick!
I hope your new boyfriend gets cancer in his dick
What the ** makes you think I'd put your name on my record?
Yeah, now I feel a lot better
You know what?
I ain't drank a forty since I became old enough to drink
Not caught up in what the ** these people think
Cause when I die they're gonna find the missing link
But tonight I'm gonna rhyme it in the kitchen sink
I'm suprised more of y'all don't get hit by cars
Missing your surroundings, staring at the stars
I'm lonely without a woman that wants to spar
That's why I spent so much time in these bars
Drunk poolside, screaming, "Do or die!"
Looking at the water asking, "Who am I?"
Saw my reflection, Yes! I'm super fly!
And as you can guess again, I'm too damn high

[Chorus]

(What'd they say to you?)

But they said, "Drop dead."
I can't, I got a lot left
More than just another arrogant, asshole pot-head
In the top ten, who you love to hear on tracks
Smiling for the camera while I surf upon your ear wax
This beers flat and she kisses like a stripper
I'm coming to terms with my status as a drifter
Girl, I'm only in this town for one night
And these neon lights are keeping me distracted from my plight
I feel like a legend on a leash
Making an effort to break every piece that I can reach
Yeah, I got something to say, and even more to teach
But first let me sc**these feces from my cleats
Standing on the roof, complaining to the moon
The only time I tell the truth is when I'm ** in my bedroom
Soon I'm gonna reap the harvest of my struggles
But from now on, y'all can call me Sluggles

[Chorus]

Bigger than Jesus
Bigger than wrestling
Bigger than the Beatles
Bigger than breast implants
(x2)
Bigger than guns, bigger than cigarettes

Smells Like Thirtysomething Spirit (ApologetiX)

Load up on grunge and be depressed
It's fun to do for two minutes
There's no award for self absorbed
Before you know you're 34
You're old, you're old, you're old, how old

Man, it's nice out, and this day is
Made by God, now, celebrate it
Life is too brief, let's complain less
You Nirvana imitators
Look at Dave Grohl, for example
Now he's cheerful, like the Beatles – yeah!

Now worship's not what I do best
It's hardest if I feel depressed
But when I do exalt His name
It always helps to kill the pain
Hallel, hallel, hallel, hallel

We're alive now, and this day is
Made by God now, and we're plain blessed
Don't be stupid couch potatoes
You're not Elvis in Las Vegas
Try to not go avocado
Try to be mo' jalapeno – yeah!

And I forget things while I praise
Oh, yeah, His blessings make me smile
I've found it's hard – it's hard to whine
And yell with Heaven on mind
Hallel, hallel, hallel, hallel

When we're wiped out, and this day gets
Very hard now, and it drains us
I've ready through this in Isaiah
Wait on God now, and He'll take us
From the bottom of the barrel
To the ski slopes, fly like eagles
Jeremiah 29 the ‘leventh line does
Let us smile ‘cause better times are set to find us
Never mind Doug, Wendy Whiner – get on fire!

Drink The Way I Do (The Beatles With Tony Sheridan)

you make me feel like my first hangover
you're touchin' me like the very worst time
an' i feel nothin' for tomorrows pain
and i've learned my lesson....again
i do the unoccasional dumb thing
i try to keep them many
and not so far between
and all the whisky makes me crazy
when i've got nothin' better:to do
it's my confession
hey, it's my profession
well i profess, to all the rest
that i drink the way i...do


Video


The Beatles - Obladi Oblada a homeage from the Beatles towards the reggae movement! (contains also Honky Tonk,dont ask me,i got that from wikipedia...) Enjoy!




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