La mejor canción de Radiohead

... y una de las mejores.

Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's that?
What's that?
When I am king you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's that?
What's that?
Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name?
I guess he does
Rain down
Rain down
Come on rain down
On me
From a great height
From a great height
Height
Height
That's it sir (Rain down)
You're leaving
The crackle of pig skin (Rain down)
The dust and the screaming (Come on rain down on me)
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit (from a great height)
The panic, the vomit (from a great height)
God loves his children
God loves his children, yeah

Harry Potter ya llegó

Apenas habiendo dormido un par de horas, dubitativo y consternado, mis pasos me dirigieron al templo en el que quedó patente mi derrota una vez más.

Mis ojos se dirigieron una vez más a los libros que antaño ilusionaban y ese deseo de saber que tanto anhelaba me retornaba como el vacío cada año.

Mis ojos leyeron:

No debo ser pastor ni sepulturero. Y ni siquiera voy a volver a hablar con el pueblo nunca; por última vez he hablado a un muerto.
A los creadores, a los cosechadores, a los que celebran fiestas quiero unirme: voy a mostrarles el arco iris y todas las escaleras del superhombre.
Cantaré mi canción para los eremitas solitarios o en pareja; y a quien todavía tenga oídos para oír cosas inauditas, a ése voy a abrumarle el corazón con mi felicidad.
Hacia mi meta quiero ir, yo continúo mi marcha; saltaré por encima de los indecisos y de los rezagados. ¡Sea mi marcha el ocaso de ellos!

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Las leyes del azar dictan nuestros destinos, ¿llamamos azar a aquello que no somos capaces de comprender? Como dijo Bertrand Russell leyes del azar es algo contradictorio. Conservemos la esperanza y hablemos de pseudo-aleatorismo.
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LOL, amigos, LOL.

Se cierra el círculo

That's all folks!

And missed the opportunity To be a better man

Lo que viene a ser el blog de adoración eterna de Matthew Bellamy. Cantemos todos juntos el bimbón:

Come into my life
Regress into a dream
We will hide
And build a new reality
Draw another picture
Of the life you could've had
Follow your instincts
And choose the other path
You should never be afraid
You're protected
From trouble and pain
Why
Why is this a crisis in your eyes again
Come to be
How did it come to be
Tied to a railroad
No love to set us free
Watch our souls fade away
And our bodies crumbling
Don't be afraid
I will take the blow for you
I've had recurring nightmares
That I was loved for who I am
And missed the opportunity
To be a better man

Megalomania

Take off your disguise
And all your underneath
It's my aim