Despedimos esta semana tan leve con muchas urgencias por alcanzar aquel sitio en el atasco que nos haga disfrutar de las pocas vacaciones que nos quedan y no hay modo mejor que acompañados de uno de los genios más díscolos que nos ha dado el pop internacional a la voz, cantándonos, despechado, la insignificancia de lo meritorio frente a la nadería, los fuegos de artificio, la dejadez y el libertinaje. Rufus Wainwright y Helena Bonham Carter nos relatan con humor y acidez la angustia de haber luchado, de haber trabajado y de no ver recompensado todo ese esfuerzo, también nos cuenta como se transforma toda esa angustia en odio hacia quienes no se esfuerzan, claudicando ante la imposibilidad de hacer justicia, para terminar mostrandonos como, algunas veces, lo mejor es ceder a la corriente, escenificando aquel estratégico mensaje que decía “si no puedes vencerlos, únete a ellos”. Filosofía oriental y guerrera para encajar los envites de la vida.
Out of the Game
I've been out for a long time now
I'm lookin' for something
Can't be found on the main drain, no
I'm out of the game
I've been out for a long time now
I'm looking for something
Can't be found on the main drain no,
Look at you, look at you, look at you, look at you Suckers!
Does your mama know what you're doin'?
Look at you, look at you, look at you, look at you Suckers!
Does your mama know what you're doin'?
You're only a child
with the mind of a senile man
You're only a young thing,
'bout to sleep with a sea of men
Just hangin' around,
wearin' somethin' from God knows where.
Just havin' a ball
makin' all of the thin cards fall.
Look at you, look at you, look at you, look at you Suckers!
Does your mama know what you're doin'?
Look at you, look at you, look at you, look at you Suckers!
Does your mama know what you're doin'?
Say, come over here,
let me smell you for one last time
before you go out there
and ruin all of the world, once mine.
I'm outta the game
I've been out for a long time now
I'm lookin' for something
Can't be found on the main drain, no
Look at you, look at you, look at you, look at you Suckers!
Does your mama know what you're doin'?
Look at you, look at you, look at you, look at you Suckers!
Does your mama know what you're doin'?
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