lunes, 9 de abril de 2012

Buster Shuffle - At the Bank




Hoy nos los vamos a tomar con humor para así no acabar cometiendo la típica locura post-vacacional, así que al mejor estilo Buster Keaton y con las inevitables reminiscencias de los inolvidables Madness, vamos a soñar que estamos muy lejos, pero que muy lejos de aquí, tumbados en una hamaca, allá donde más brilla el sol, bebiendo daiquiris con sombrillita, mientras los demás siguen trabajando confinados en aquella oficina gris que habitábamos a horario partido todos los días, antes de lograr evadirnos por aquel túnel excavado con cucharillas de café a través de nuestros sueños, para alcanzar la libertad de la que ahora disfrutamos en este paraíso soleado que nos hemos fabricado dentro de nuestros mejores recuerdos, dentro de nuestras mayores quimeras, porque hemos cambiado el juego y hoy jugamos, pero con nuestras propias reglas.

Venga un poquito de alegría, haced un esfuerzo.

At the Bank

Well I've been thinking, thinking about my worries
And my troubles whilst I'm in bed
I'd better get up, iron my shirt and clear my head
Cos I'm an employee and when I'm in the office I smile at everybody
My mis-education got me here, you gotta play the game,
you gotta play the game in life to succeed ...

Well I said oh oh oh, where did all the good times go-oh oh
And how did I end up here, for far too many years
I said oh no oh oh, I think that I need to go-oh oh
Far far away from here and I'll take back all the ...

10.30 the sun is shining and I'm still lying in bed
My mates are in their suits at work trying to make their rent
But my mis-education got me here, you gotta play the game,
you gotta play the game in life to succeed

Well I said oh oh oh, Where did all the good times go-oh oh
And how did I end up here, for far too many years
I said oh no oh oh, I think that I need to go-oh oh
Far far away from here and I'll take back all those years
Yes, I'll take back all those years I'll take back all those ...

Working from nine to five in the bank, I think it's w w w w w(ank)

Oh no oh no oh oh where did all the good times go-oh oh
And how did I end up here for far too many years
I said oh no oh oh, I think that I need to go-oh oh far far away
From here and I'll take back all those years

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