domingo, 29 de junio de 2008

Hey, hey, my, my

Los 74 mails indescriptibles de re: me voy.

El muñeco de Playmobil de Bea navegando en el lago del Retiro.

El libro de recetas personalizadas de Elena, Ana, Dani, Fer, Pilar.

Los goles cantados desde el balcón, los incontables mimos en innumerables formatos de Pilar.

El concierto susurrado y abrazado de Fran.

La carta y la noche vip con Víctor.

La foto, la toalla y las chanclas de DirectMedia.

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Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my.

Out of the blue and into the black
You pay for this, but they give you that
And once you're gone, you can't come back
When you're out of the blue and into the black.

The king is gone but he's not forgotten
Is this the story of johnny rotten?
It's better to burn out 'cause rust never sleeps
The king is gone but he's not forgotten.

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.

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