Dicen los matemáticos que los paréntesis son cajas que nos inventamos para separar las cosas y meterlas unas dentro de otras...
Cierra paréntesis... de una maldita vez.
Originalmente publicado en http://memoriasdeunquetzal.bitacoras.com .
The Kooks - Sofa song
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ED9ILY8C4-8
The city freeze for,
I just realised I don't like you.
Me and my girl are going out for some air,
and I will do my best.
Oh, just to get under her dress
got you on if I can
on the other side of my sofa.
The city heated up,
it got blurry cause I'd had enough.
And he tried to take your soul
but didn't realise you keep it in a different hole.
Won't you come on over
other side of my sofa,
oh, won't you come on over?
So here he comes, a man with a loaded gun,
I don't know if he wants my soul or my
cash flow.
I s'pose I don't know...
So here he comes, a man with a
A loaded gun I don't know if he wants my girl's heart
or her pearls
I s'pose I don't know
