15.4.08

..:: u2? ::..

Escucho el Achtung Baby. De pronto extraño la época en que U2 era bueno, en la que Bono era un rockstar sin baños de santidad, en que escribía genialidades como "every artist is a cannibal/every poet is a thief" y The Edge tocaba como Hendrix y Clapton y todo era metálico y el u-bahn de Berlín rondaba las canciones y "Until the End of the World" me sonaba como a Cristo y Judas y La Última Cena y la traición en el huerto.... y yo era un adolescente y el mundo parecía tan hermoso y tan cabrón, tan hijodeputa y tan luminoso como lo percibía. ¿El mundo ha cambiado, está menos oxidado, es menos hostil? No, y sin embargo este cuarteto monta shows tipo Broadway, una sombra de lo que fueron, una triste sombra. Todo es senil alegría, una paz hipócrita y productos GAP rojos y Bono parece aspirante a Miss Universo.

¿Cómo se va de 1 a 2, qué cruel droga se tiene que tomar?:

1.
Don't believe what you hear
Don't believe what you see
If you just close your eyes
You can feel the enemy
When I first met you girl
You had fire in your soul
What happened your face of melting in snow?
Now it looks like this
And you can swallow
Or you can spit
You can throw it up
Or choke on it
And you can dream
So dream out loud
You know that your time is coming 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down

No, nothing makes sense
Nothing seems to fit
I know you'd hit out
If you only knew who to hit
And I'd join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah I'd break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in
'Cause I need it now

To take the cup
To fill it up
To drink it slow
I can't let you go
I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And don't let the bastards grind you down

2.
Lay down
Lay down
Lay your sweet lovely on the ground
Lay your love on the track
We're gonna break the monster's back
Yes we are...
Lay down your treasure
Lay it down now brother
You don't have time
For a jealous lover

As you enter this life
I pray you depart
With a wrinkled face
And a brand new heart

I don't know if I can take it
I'm not easy on my knees
Here's my heart I'll let you break it

I need some release, release, release

We need
Love and peace
Love and peace

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Anónimo dijo...

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AGING
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GREED
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CORPORATE SCUM WORLD