jueves 12 de noviembre de 2009

Love the one you're with

If you're down and confused
And you don't remember who you're talkin' to
Concentration slip away
Cause your baby is so far away.
Well, there's a rose in a fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Don't be angry, don't be sad,
Don't sit cryin' over good things you've had,
There's a girl right next to you
And she's just waiting for something you do.
Well, there's a rose in a fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with
Turn your heartache right into joy
She's a girl, you're a boy,
Get it together make it nice
Ain't gonna need anymore advice.
Well, there's a rose in a fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one you love
Love the one you're with
Love the one you're with

sábado 31 de octubre de 2009

Jesus is my Lord



Jesus is my lord,


Jesus is my king,

Jesus is my lord,

Only he's my saviour.

jueves 10 de septiembre de 2009

LA PATATA

Diu la teoria
de l'evolució
que venim dels micos,
quina aberració.

Si és evident que l'home ve de la patata
de la patata, de la patata x 2

Sembla estrafolària aquesta teoria
però es funda en uns fets que veiem cada dia
hi ha moltes patates que estan mig grillades
igual com els hombres ho estan a vegades

Quan veiem que un home té un nas que espervera
tots diem refotre quina patatera
les patates velles
s'arruguen de pell
igual que tot cristo
quan es torna vell.

(Tornada)

patata ,patata,patata patatera patata, patata
i és que la patata sempre ha sigut
un asumpte molt pelut
patata ,patata,patata patatera patata, patata
que ja Adam i Eva va ser una enredada
que no era una poma que era una patata
patata ,patata,patata patatera patata, patata
Pren una patata
i així cara a cara
mira-la amb tendresa i diga-li mare
que cada vegada que fem estofat
no ens endonem conte del assassinat

I és que la patata és el nostre sostent
la fécula es veu
és un gran aliment.
Per això quan et moris,
et dirà el mossen:
in fecula feculorum
Amen

sábado 28 de marzo de 2009

Blowin'in the wind

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

Rock'n Roll mix

jueves 5 de marzo de 2009

The Ovni go!!

Versió més que lliure de "Vicky The viking".Aki us deixo el video de frykis per que aneu fent boca encara que millor no mirar la coreografia jejjeje.

sábado 28 de febrero de 2009

Joyful!!!!!!!

Joyful,joyful, joyful

joyful, joyful,joyful,joyful x4

Escucha hermano la canción de la alegría
el canto alegre del que espera un nuevo día x2

joyful, joyful,joyful,joyful x4

ven canta sueña cantado
vive soñando el nuevo sol x2

joyful, joyful,joyful,joyful x4

en que los hombres
volveran a ser hermanos. x4





jueves 29 de enero de 2009

La última de la semana



De moment és el millor que he trobat


Aqui en teniu un altre, més antic (és del primer concert que vem fer a Sant Joan Bosco, dels Gremlins d'aquella època):

video

Vinga, Furmi i Grumpy, que això és millorable!!

Mc Willie

jueves 22 de enero de 2009

"Misquito...

El Títol no es exacte peró ja tenim la cançó

sábado 20 de diciembre de 2008

Let the river

We're coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.

Let the river run,
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation.
Come, the New Jerusalem.

Silver cities rise,
The morning lights
The streets that meet them,
And sirens call them on
With a song.

It's asking for the taking.
Trembling, shaking.
Oh, my heart is aching.

We're coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.

We the great and small
Stand on a star
And blaze a trail of desire
Through the dark'ning dawn.

It's asking for the taking.
Come run with me now,
The sky is the color of blue
You've never even seen
In the eyes of your lover.

Oh, my heart is aching.
We're coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.

It's asking for the taking.
Trembling, shaking.
Oh, my heart is aching.

We're coming to the edge,
Running on the water,
Coming through the fog,
Your sons and daughters.

Let the river run,
Let all the dreamers
Wake the nation.
Come, the New Jerusalem.

En vermell el que nosaltres cantem