Música y ficción

En esta selección, las canciones vienen acompañadas por unos videos que también narran historias.

M.I.A, Born free
 

Yeah man made powers
Stood like a tower higher and higher hello
And the higher you go you feel lower, oh
I was close to the end staying undercover
Staying undercover
With a nose to the ground I found my sound
Got myself an interview tomorrow
I got myself a jacket for a dollar
And the car doesn't work so I'm stuck here
Yeah I don't wanna live for tomorrow
I push my life today
I throw this in your face when I see ya
I got something to say
I throw this shit in your face when I see ya
Cause I got something to say
I was born free
You could try to find ways to be happier
You might end up somewhere in Ethiopia
You can think big with your idea
You ain't never gonna find utopia
Take a bite out of life make it snappier yeah
Ordinary gon super trippyer
So I check shit cause I'm lippyer
And split a cheque like slovakia
Yeah I don't wanna live for tomorrow
I push my life today
I throw this in your face when I see you
I got something to say
I throw this shit in your face when I see you
Cause I got something to say
I was born free

I don't wanna talk about money, 'cause I got it
And I don't wanna talk about hoochies, 'cause I been it
And I don't wanna be that fake?, but you can do it
And imitators, yeah, speak it
Oh Lord? Whoever you are, yeah come out wherever you are
And tell em!

 

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Petrograd, Stainboy

Originalmente, la letra de esta canción es de un poema de Tim Burton.

Of all the super heroes,
the strangest one by far,
doesn't have a special power,
or drive a fancy car.

next to Superman and batman,
I guess he must seem tame.
But to me he is quite special,
and Stain Boy is his name.

He can't fly around tall buildings,
or outrun a speeding train,
The only talent he seems to have
is to leave a nasty stain.

Sometimes I Know it bothers him,
that he can't run, or swim, or fly,
and because of this one ability, 
his dry cleaning bill is sky-high.

Is tropical, The Greeks

The Greeks have got him
With their tales of lust and myths of grief
Lights from the big wheel
Casts shadows that dance around the fair
Time for consulting, whilst carouselling
The quiet before the storm
Now he's in trouble, we've all had trouble
But learned to keep it shut

You only get what you give away
You'll only get it if you give it away
You only get what you give away, so throw your hate away

The Greeks have got him
Now he's solemn and beat up pretty bad
Just like his brother
He will wear leather to thicken up his skin
He can't see colours, or hear like others
And has fallen into sin
Now it's all laughed at, the stage is past that
And filled with you and me

You only get what you give away
You'll only get it if you give it away
You only get what you give away, so throw your hate away.

Neurosis & Jarboe, Within

I tell you if God wants to take me, he will....

I tell you if God wants to take me, he will

I tell you if God wants to take me, he will

He's coming

Can't you see he's coming

With the touch of his cold hand

He's coming for you

The kidnapper comes from a space within where thoughts

have created the past again