So long and thanks for all the fish

So long and thanks for all the fish,
So sad that it should come to this,
We tried to warn you all those years.

You may not share our intellect,
Which might explain the disrespect,
For all the natural ones that loom,a-round you,
So long, So long, and thanks, for all the fish.

The worlds about to be destroyed,
There's no point getting all annoyed,
Lie back and let the planet dissolve.

Despite those nets of tuna fleets,
We thought that most of you were sweet,
Especially tiny tots in your preg-nant, wo-men,
So long, So long, So long, So long, So long,
(high voice) So long, So long, So long, So long, So long, So long,
So long, So long, and thanks, for all the fish.

(Choir) So long and thanks for all the fish,
(Choir) So sad that it should come to this,
(Choir) We tried to warn you all of those years, oh dear.

(Choir) Despite those nets of tuna fleets,
(Choir) We thought that most of you were sweet,
(Choir) Especially tiny tots, in your preg-nant, wo-men,
So long, So long, So long, So long, So long,
(high voice) So long, So long, So long, So long, So long,
So long, So long and thanks, for all the fish.

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Tengo que bajarme ya el guión de La guía del viajero intergaláctico
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todoloquenecesitamosesamor

Don’t like gay marriage? Don’t get one.
Don’t like abortions? Don’t get one.
Don’t like drugs? Don’t do them.
Don’t like sex? Don’t have it.
Don’t like your rights taken away? Don’t take away anybody elses.

— (via happymonsters) (via obliviousmushroom) (via llung, he-is-she-is-he) (via cfourcalvin) (via nevershoutandy)

jazz metal perfection.

Cynic - How Could I?



amo a paul!

el que sabe.

si quieres correr hacia el infinito basta con que camines en lo finito hacia todos lados.

G.

Lazy days when you said just go for a ride

Cocorosie-Lemonade from [PIAS] Recordings on Vimeo.

Lemonade / CocoRosie

puro.

hoy fue uno de esos días,
en los que se returcen las puntas hasta tocarse :
una lluvía irregular de imágenes
que se acomodan contra una grilla ordena, bien geométrica.
Y que sin embargo mantiene algo de orgánico;
algo que escapa a los bordes bien marcados con la regla.
Me sonrío, una melancolía simpática;
que me dan ganas de abrazar el universo.
Ese mismo que habitamos vos y yo;
y todos aquellas personas que alguna vez ame profundo.
Algo lindo de volverse viejo:
recordar esos recovecos
e inflarse de dulzura.




Im watching you
Im watching

You shall weep no more
Its your last breath of air
These walls wont week them out
They'll keep you in
But whos going to protect you?

Whos going to protect you?

Who?

In every dark land
In every flower bed
In every marriage bed

Ill be with you

Im watching you