La canción del día.

My baby is a head fuck "Earth vs The Wildhearts" The Wildhearts. East West. 1993.


Drags me round all day just like a ball
On a chain or tooth paine
And I confess
I'm just a mess

Do I have to take this shit from you every time
I look your way or say hey!
It's about time
You show me yours and I'll show you mine

And I hope you can keep that turd-eating grin of yours
Upon your face
When you find that you're thrown to one side
'Cause no-one likes a long roller-coaster ride

'Cause she's the kind of girl
Who'll take your heart
And leave you feeling worse than you did at the start
'Cause she's a headfuck
My baby is a headfuck

In a bygone age engaged in a passion trip
final score was required
Just to make it worthwhile
All the patience and a waste of time

For it seems today the play did mutate
Into a movie scene
Where the aim was to get the best line
Crashing heads for the second time

Cause she's the kind of girl
Who'll break your mind
And make an easy meal of the sensitive kind
'Cause she's a headfuck
My baby is a headfuck

Oh no...

Day tripper, prick teaser yeah

So a parting word to those young unfortunates
Who can't get to sleep
Till one little snake uncurls
Raise a glass to the underworld

You can try all week and still keep on waiting
It's a messed up, dressed up, loss situation
Where pearls
End up changing into headfuck girls

'Cause she's the kind of girl
Who'll steal your smile
And chuck it over there on the rest of the pile
'Cause she's a headfuck
My baby is a headfuck

'Cause she's a headfuck
My baby is a headfuck

'Cause she's a headfuck
My baby is a headfuck

Headfuck me!



Ginger, demostrando una vez más que sólo un puñado de personas en el mundo son capaces de hacer mejores canciones que ÉL. Bueno, y algo de su sofisticado humor inglés...

Ah, la foto es del Azkena Rock Festival. "Yo estuve allí", en primera fila, a dos metros de Ginger que miraba "raro" mi camiseta de Guns N Roses...