New Radicals - You get what you give

A volar.....

Si no hay problemas esta tarde, emprederé mi vuelo en busca de dos días de calma, un previo a la Semana Santa, un prólogo a más días de descanso, una parada en el largo viaje de esta últimas semanas...El calor, la ventanilla abierta y un tema como este sopnando a tope y de fondo el mar, Ay mi mar, que te espera, que te saluda con sus olas, con vaivenes, el salitre que se te pega a la piel...tu, y quien tu quieres, y nadie más...por unos días lejos del mundanal ruido, de los papeles y de las malas caras....

Buff...Y me acorde de este tema de esta banda de los noventa, de esa energia desbordante que despide con este tema. Fueron banda de un solo tema y de un solo exito. Sus andanzas musicales duraron dos años. No sonaban mal, pero fue una banda con muchos cambios en poco tiempo, y ya se sabe...

Disfrutar del tema, el video no me gusta mucho, me sugiere más la canción sólo escuchada...me voy de puente...no os dejo solos...que me he programado...y cosas majas...vereis....Sed felices!!!






"
Wake up kids
We've got the dreamers disease
Age 14 we got you down on your knees
So polite, you're busy still saying please
Fri - enemies, who when you're down ain't your friend
Every night we smash their Mercedes - Benz
First we run and then we laugh till we cry
But when the night is falling
And you cannot find the light
If you feel your dream is dying
Hold tight
You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget you only get what you give
Four a. m. we ran a miracle mile
Were flat broke but hey we do it in style
The bad rich
God's flying in for your trial

This whole damn world can fall apart
You'll be ok follow your heart
You're in harms way
I'm right behind
Now say youre mine

Fly high
What's real can't die
You only get what you give
Just dont be afraid to leave
Health insurance rip off lying FDA big bankers buying
Fake computer crashes dining
Cloning while they're multiplying
Fashion mag shoots
With the aid of 8 dust brothers Beck, Hanson
Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson
You're all fakes
Run to your mansions
Come around
We'll kick your ass in!
Don't let go
One dance left

{unsaid lyrics from liner}
Championed by a soulless media misleading
People unaware they're bleeding
No one with a brain is believing
It's so sad you lost the meaning
Never knew it anyway
Human natures so predictable
I'm a fool to do your dirty work whoa, whoa "