La Libertà Non Sta Nello Scegliere Tra Bianco E Nero, Ma Nel Sottrarsi A Questa Scelta Prescritta. (Theodor W.Adorno)
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Rabbit in Your Headlights - Unkle (canta Thom Yorke)
(ne ho letto qui)
Rabbit In Your
Headlights
I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Scared of the spotlight
You don't come to visit
I'm stuck in this bed
Thin rubber gloves
She laughs when she's crying
She cries when she's laughing
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...
(Away... away... away...)
I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
Washed down the toilet
Money to burn
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...
If you're frightened of dyin' and you're holding on...
You'll see devils tearing your life away.
But...if you've made your peace,
Then the devila are really angels
Freeing you from the earth... from the earth... from the earth
Rotworms on the underground
Caught between stations
Butterfingers
I'm losing my patience
I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
You got money to burn....
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...
Away, away, away,
Away, away, away.
Scared of the spotlight
You don't come to visit
I'm stuck in this bed
Thin rubber gloves
She laughs when she's crying
She cries when she's laughing
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...
(Away... away... away...)
I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
Washed down the toilet
Money to burn
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...
If you're frightened of dyin' and you're holding on...
You'll see devils tearing your life away.
But...if you've made your peace,
Then the devila are really angels
Freeing you from the earth... from the earth... from the earth
Rotworms on the underground
Caught between stations
Butterfingers
I'm losing my patience
I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
You got money to burn....
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away...
Away, away, away,
Away, away, away.
Songwriters: DAVIS, JOSH PAUL / YORKE, THOMAS EDWARD
martedì 27 agosto 2013
sabato 10 novembre 2012
venerdì 9 dicembre 2011
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