Feliz Apocalipsis - Alien en Hyde Park

Terribles imágenes de extraterrestres sin casco protector y mostrando sus fauces pestíferas llenas de xeno-virus protegiendo a unos policías del ataque indiscriminado de unos manifestantes pacíficos.

   

 

                

¡Ah, y Feliz Apocalipsis!

Feliz Apocalipsis - Últimas Noticias

 

Arriba, el genial Forges, que los dioses de su predilección lo tengan en su compañía. Te echamos de menos, maestro. Abajo, las noticias que él veía e interpretaba magistralmente en sus viñetas, lo más puras posible, con pocos o ningún aditivo. Disfruten ustedes mientras les dejen; estas cosas no duran.

          

¡Ah, y Feliz Apocalipsis!

Música - Skin and Bones - Foo Fighters

                                                     

    

Lately I've been measuring
Seems my time is growing thin
Wind me up and watch me spin
Watch me spin
Watch me spin

Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones, don't you know?
Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones, don't you know?

I'm just skin and bones

All worn out and nothing fits
Brennevin and cigarettes
The more I give the less I get
But I'm all set
I'm all set

Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones, don't you know?
Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones, don't you know?

I'm just skin and bones
I'm just skin and bones
I'm just skin and bones
I'm just skin and bones
I'm just skin and bones

Deep within this frame of mind
Heart of hearts, oh Valentine
Tell my mom I'm doing fine
Doing fine
Doing fine

Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones, don't you know?

Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones, don't you know?

Skin and bones
Skin and bones
Skin and bones, don't you know?

I'm just skin and bones
I'm just skin and bones
I'm just skin and bones
I'm just skin and bones

I'm just hey!

Cine - Cosas que hacer en Denver cuando estás muerto

Hay días en los que apetece un suicidio por alforfones mediante outsider.

   

This time is different

It's not like the times before

I crossed my heart, that I won't kill no more

Jesus watch over me, keep my anger at home

You better bless these wicked hands, cause they got a mind of their own

 

Don't go downtown

 

Devil whispers in my ear, "It's time your your curtain call."

So I dress myself on up with alcohol

Step aside, step aside, oh let the whistler through

There really ain't no help at all for folks like me and you

 

Don't go downtown

Don't go downtown

 

Get your god damn hands up, don't you look at me

No one's dyin' here alone

Well I came to get it on

Let's get it on

 

This time is different

It's not like the times before

I crossed my heart, that I won't kill no more

Música - Wild Wood - Paul Weller

High tide, mid afternoon

People fly by, in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you are blowing
Getting to where you should be going

Don't let them get you down

Making you feel guilty about

Golden rain, will bring you riches

All the good things you deserve and now

Climbing, forever trying

Find your way out of the wild, wild wood

Now there's no justice

Only yourself that you can trust in

And I said high tide, mid afternoon

People fly by, in the traffics boom

Knowing, just where you are blowing

Getting to where you should be going

Day by day your world fades away

Waiting to feel all the dreams that say

Golden rain will bring you riches

All the good things you deserve now

And I say, climbing, forever trying

Find you way out of the wild, wild wood

Said you are gonna find you way out of the wild, wild wood

Wild wild wood

    

Música - Snuff - Corey Taylor

 

Bury all your secrets in my skin

Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins

The air around me still feels like a cage

And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again

So if you love me, let me go

And run away before I know

My heart is just too dark to care

I can't destroy what isn't there

Deliver me into my fate

If I'm alone, I cannot hate

I don't deserve to have you

My smile was taken long ago

If I can change, I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips

And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss

I couldn't face a life without your light

But all of that was ripped apart when you refused to fight

So save your breath, I will not hear

I think I made it very clear

You couldn't hate enough to love

Is that supposed to be enough?

I only wish you weren't my friend

Then I could hurt you in the end

I never claimed to be a saint

My own was banished long ago

It took the death of hope to let you go

So break yourself against my stones

And spit your pity in my soul

You never needed any help

You sold me out to save yourself

And I won't listen to your shame

You ran away, you're all the same

Angels lie to keep control

My love was punished long ago

If you still care, don't ever let me know

If you still care, don't ever let me know

  

Música - American Woman - Lenny Kravitz

 

   

Y para celebrar los epítetos que me destinarán los administradores de la comunidad de vecinos por obligarles a aflorar 24.000 y pico euros, está aquí el sexy Lenny y la canción que me dedico. Desconozco lo que pensarán el resto de vecinos, pero me he ganado un apodo, como poco: "es como un perro con un hueso"; de nada.