The Story of Fergus Smith

This is the story about Fergus Smith
most of people will like him
Well this song is not for free
Fergus paid me back some bucks
for the guitar he stole me

Spent his mornings in the riverside
he read poetry for an hour, or two
used to wear like a trendy hat
he looked cool, but I don't know if it's for sure

and in summer nights he plays the piano
and dances 'till late
he had a girldfriend from Japan
her cat was so cute

Yeah, I know all about Fergus Smith
the way he moves, he drinks and dances
Yeah, most of people wouldn't care a shit
because they don't know, they don't know

but in winter nights, he buys some Scotch
and he gets so drunk
at the moonlight he cries, don't understand
why is he so lonely

once played poker with his friends
he lost everything he bet
all he said was:
"love is the only thing we've got"
well I doubt about this part
doesn't mind
this song is about Fergus!

Fucking party people

they do like the hives?
they drink they smoke and dance
they wear converse, vans?
they thing they are fucking punks

hey you seem fucking strange
then I like what you want
end,what said hemingway?
otakus? drinks and dance

fucking party people
fucking party people

joy division rocks
I just reject your rules
you seem underground?
they're million girls like you

fucking party people
fucking party people
fucking party people
fucking party people

New life

Oh yeah?...whatever...nevermind.
Relajacion ante la vida.Nihilismo moderado.

Atrapado en un sueño

Fueron unos famosos forajidos, ladrones y criminales de Estados Unidos durante la Gran Depresión . Bonnie y Clyde captaron la atención de la prensa americana y fueron considerados como "enemigos públicos" entre 1931 y 1935. Aunque la banda fue conocida por los robos a bancos, Clyde Barrow prefirió el robo a pequeños comercios y gasolineras. Aunque el público creyó que Bonnie era la líder de la banda, el rol de Bonnie Parker sigue siendo materia de estudio y controversia. Miembros de la banda testificaron que nunca vieron a Bonnie coger una pistola y que su rol se circunscribía a temas logísticos. El testimonio de Jones fue: "Bonnie nunca cogió un arma, estuvo ausente de los grandes tiroteos. Pero yo no la vi nunca con un arma."Sueños en blanco y negro.

Miedo

Incertidumbre, como una quimera en sueños

beber la soledad a tragos largos
la cólera se muda a un palacio
cuyos jardines no tienen dueño

¿como saber lo que siento?
aislado, inseguro, frente a un muro
ya todos los dias amanecen oscuros
y la conciencia dice : miedo

Knowledge

I dried my tears, I burnt my nights
I learnt that life is just for once
I found that ignorance is my light
I feel my dreams are not so high

I try to know, I try so hard
did she love me? nevermind,though
bad times now are everytime
so what the else fuck should I know?

Reggae en el tejado del senado