Aqui dejo mi aportación, parecen una banda de esas sacadas de Eurovision de un pequeño país del este con un toque punk jaja, con ese acentillo que podia ser cualquiera de nosotros en un Karaoke intentando cantar en inglés y con buena predisposición a tomarse las cosas con un poco de desorden y diversión,quizás fuera de esa perfección musical que a veces el rock para mi gusto intenta con demasiada frecuencia.
Have you ever been to American wedding? Where is the vodka, where's marinated herring? Where is the supply that gonna last three days? Where is the band that like Fanfare. Gonna keep it goin' 24 hours
Ta-tar-ranta-ta-ta Super taran-ta taran-ta ran-ta ta
Instead it's one in the mornin' and DJ is patchin' up the cords Everybody's full of cake Staring at the floor Proper couples start to wonder That it's time to do People gotta get up early Yep, they gotta go People gotta get up early And she'd gotta boyfriend And this whole fucking thing Is just a one huge disappointment
Ta-tar-ran-ta
Nothing gets these people going not even Gypsy Kings nobody talks about my Supertheory of Supereverythings! SO be you Donald Trump Or be an anarchist Make sure that your wedding Doesn't end up like this
I understand the cultures Of a different kind But here word celebration Just doesn't come to mind
First time I had read the Bible It had stroke me as unwitty I think it may started rumor That the Lord ain't got no humor
Put me inside SSC Let's test superstring theory Oh yoi yoi accelerate the protons stir it twice and then just add me, 'cause
I don't read the Bible I don't trust disciple Even if they're made of marble Or Canal Street bling
From the maelstrom of the knowledge Into the labyrinth of doubt Frozed underground ocean melting - nuking on my mind
Yes give me Everything Theory Without Nazi uniformity My brothers are protons My sisters are neurons Stir it twice, it's instant family!
I don't read the Bible I don't trust disciple Even if they're made of marble Or Canal Street bling
My brothers are protons My sisters are neurons Stir it twice dlja prekrastnih dam...
Do you have sex maniacs Or schizophrenics Or astrophysicists in your family Was my grandma anti anti Was my grandpa bounty bounty Hek-o-hek-o-hej-o They ask me in embassy!
'Cause I don't read the Bible I don't trust disciple Even if they're made of marble Or Canal Street bling
And my grandma she was anti! And my grandpa he was bounty! And stir it twice And then just add me! Partypartypartypartypartyparty now afterparty...
Los vi el año pasado en su gira. Era de los grupos que siempre habia querido ver pero nunca habia podido. Y fue tremendo. 2 horas y media de concierto (con un descanso para que "repusieran fuerzas" ). Eso si, un calor allí en las primeras filas!
Independientemente de que a Robe se le haya ido la pinza y cada vez que hable suba el pan, son un grupazo.
PD: Cuantos cebollazos y buenos recuerdos con esa canción. Típica de cuando estamos arrastraos y la ponen en el pub o sitio donde estés, y coño, te espabila.