The Strokes – Reptilia

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Reptilia – The Strokes

He seemed impressed by the way you came in.
«Tell us a story
I know you’re not boring»

I was afraid that you would not insist.
«You sound so sleepy
just take this, now leave me»

I said please don’t slow me down
If I’m going too fast
You’re in a strange part of our town

Yeah, the night’s not over
You’re not trying hard enough,
Our lives are changing lanes
You ran me off the road,
The wait is over,
I’m now taking over,
You’re no longer laughing
I’m not drowning fast enough.

Now every time that I look at myself
«I thought I told you
this world is not for you»

The room is on fire and she’s fixin her hair
«you sound so angry
just calm down, you found me»

I said please don’t slow me down
If I’m going too fast
You’re in a strange part of our town…

Yeah, the night’s not over
You’re not trying hard enough
Our lives are changing lanes
You ran me off the road,
The wait is over
I’m now taking over,
You’re no longer laughing
I’m not drowning fast enough.

El Lamento de Jack – Pesadilla antes de Navidad

Jack’s Lament

There are few who’d deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night

I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet

Yet year after year, it’s the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
Have grown so tired of the same old thing

Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There’s something out there, far from my home
A longing that I’ve never known

I’m a master of fright, and a demon of light
And I’ll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I’m Mister Unlucky
And I’m known throughout England and France

And since I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations

But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He’d give it all up if he only could

Oh, there’s an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears.

Pesadilla antes de Navidad, de Tim Burton. Para mi una de las grandes películas de animación que he visto hasta el momento y una de las pocas que descubrí cuando era pequeña y cada año me gusta más, y no sólo a mi, también a hombres hechos y derechos frikis que ya van pa’ viejos :P. No sé que tendrá, la mezcla entre horror y sentimientos, la inocencia de los personajes o más bien la atmosfera que consigue crear en general, el caso es que Tim burton dió en el clavo.

Sus dejo con mi canción favorita de la banda sonora, «El lamento de Jack».

«En la ciudad, que es mi hogar, el día de difuntos voy a celebrar…lalalalaala»