Por dAVo

Algo tiene esa pinche hora de la madrugada que hace sacar nuestros demonios y pesadillas

Ahora le toca el turno a el flaco, que a veces ni tan flaco pues se hincha de quien sabe que cosas, pero eso si, sabe muy bien como reparar esos excesos a la hora de aparecer ante la camara.

El video tiene una excelente fotografia.

La musica parece del rap de los ochentas.

La letra es de una maldita pesadilla.

Eso creo.

Tambien estoy convencido que todo esto lo hace a proposito, alejarse de falsos seguidores y toda la jauria que le lame los tanates y aplaude cada verso que escribe.

Tal vez estemos ante el Bob Dylan version s. XXI

Ohh ohhh
Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)
Ohh ohhh
Ohhh
Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)
Ohh ohh
Oohh
Oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea) oh(yea)oh(yea)
Ohh
Woahh
There is no escaping (yo)(yooo)
There’s no place to hide(yooo)(yooo)
Yes please someone save me(yo)(yooo)
But they don’t pave no mind( yooo) (yooo)
(Good night)
Good bye

(Verse 1)
Your walkin down a horror corridor
It’s almost 4 in the mornin
And your in a
Nightmare
It’s HORRIBLE
Right there’s the coroner
Waitin for you
To turn the corner
So he can corner ya
Your a goner
He’s ona ya
Out the corner of his cornea
He just saw you run
All you want is to rest
Cause you can’t run anymore
Your done
All he wants is to kill you in front of an audience
While everybody
Is watchin in the party applauding it
Here I sit while I’m caught up in deep thought again
Contemplading my next plot again
Swallowin the Klonopin
While I’m noddin
In and out on the autumn and
If the ramada inn
Holdin onto the pill bottle then
Lick my finger and swirl it round the bottom
And make sure I got all of it
Wake up naked at mcdonalds
With
Blood all over me
Dead bodies
Behind the counter
SHIT
Guess I must of just blacked out again
NOT AGAIN

(Chorus)
It’s 3 a.m in the mornin
Put my key in the door and
Bodies layin all of the floor and
I don’t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

I said
It’s 3 am in the mornin
Put my key in the door and
Bodies layin all of the floor and
I don’t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

(Verse 2)
Sitting nude in my living room
It’s almost noon
I wonder what’s on the tube
Maybe they’ll show some boobs
Surfing every channel
Until I find hannah montana
Then I reach for the aloe and lanalin
Bust all over the wall panel and dismantlin
Every candle on top of the fire place
Mantalin
Grab my flannel and my bandana then
Kiss the naked manakin man again
You can see him standin in my
Front window
If you look in
I’m just a hooligan
Who’s use to usin hallicinogens
Causin illusions again
Brain contusions again
Cutting and bruising the skin
Raise the scissors and pins
Jesus when does it end
Phases that I go through
Dazed and I’m so confused
Days that I don’t know who
Gave these molecules too
Me
What am I gone do
Had the prodical son
The diabolical one
Very methodical
I slaughtered them

(Chorus)
It’s 3 a.m in the mornin
Put my key in the door and
Bodies layin all of the floor and
I don’t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

I said
It’s 3 am in the mornin
Put my key in the door and
Bodies layin all of the floor and
I don’t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

(Verse 3)
She puts the lotion in the bucket
He puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again
She puts the lotion in the bucket
He puts the lotion on the skin
Or else it gets the hose again

I duck and I slash slice and gash
Last night was a blast
I can’t quite remember when I
Had that much fun
Off a half pint of the jack
My last vic and a half
A flashlight
Up kim kardashians ass

I remember the first time
I dismembered a family member
December I think it was
I was having drinks with my cuz
And I wrapped him
In christmas lights
Pushed him into the stinkin tub
Cut him up into pieces
Then just when I went to drink his
Blood
I thought I outta drink this bath water
That outta be fun
That’s when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun
The sight of blood excites me
That might be an artery son
Your blood curdling screams
Just don’t seem to bother me none
It’s 3 am
And here I come
So you should probably run
A secret passage way around here
Man there’s got to be one
Oh no there’s probably none
He can scream all that he wants
Top of his lungs
It aint no stoppin me from choppin him up(up)

(Chorus)
Cause it’s 3 a.m in the mornin
Put my key in the door and
Bodies layin all of the floor and
I don’t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

I said
It’s 3 am in the mornin
Put my key in the door and
Bodies layin all of the floor and
I don’t remember how they got there but I guess I must of killed em
Killed em

Yooo (yoooo)
A yoooo (a yoooo)
Yooo (yoooo)
A yoooo (a yoooo)
Yooo (yoooo)
A yoooo (a yoooo)
Yooo (yoooo)
A yoooo ( a yoooo)

Antes de ese video sale el que aqui les presentamos, rodandose aun en la programacion cotidianda de mtv.

Como es costumbre, burlandose de los falsos idolos.

Guess Who?
You Miss me?
Jessica Simpson sing the chorus

Chorus : Dina Rae
When you walk through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a rockstar (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, Who can really play you
(Who can really play you)
We’re the ones who made you

Eminem
Back by popular demand
Now pop a little zantac for antacid if you can
You’re ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel? Is it fantastic, is it grand?
Well look at all the massive masses in the stands
Shady, man, no, don’t massacre the fans
I think Kim Kardashian’s a man
She stomped him just because he asked to put his hands
On her massive glutius maximus again
Squeeze it, squish it, then pass it to her friend
Can he come back as nasty as he can?
Yes, he can-can, don’t ask me this again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay, please come back to seeing men
Samantha’s a two, you’re practically a ten
I know you want me, girl, in fact, I can see a grin.
Now come in girl

Chorus : Dina Rae
When you walk through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, Who can really blame you
(Who can really blame you)
We’re the ones who made you

Verse 2 : Eminem
The enforcer, looking for more women to torture
Walk up to the cutest girl and “Charley Horse”
Sorry Portia, but whats Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don’t, are you telling me tenderness?
Well I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my ventolin inhaler and 2 xenadrines
And I’ll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then
Nail her,’Baby say hello to my little friend’
Brit forget K Fed lets cut off the middle man
Forget him or your gona end up in hospital again
And this time it wont be for the ritalin binge
Forget them other men, girl pay them little attention
A little bit did I mention
That Jennifer’s in love with me John Mayer
So sit on the bench
Man I swear them other guys you give em an inch
They take a mile, they got style bigger than Slim

Chorus : Dina Rae
When you walk through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, Who can really blame you
(Who can really blame you)
We’re the ones who made you

And that’s why my love
You’ll never live without
I know you want me girl
Cause I can see you checking me out
And baby, you know
You know you want me too
Don’t try to deny it baby
I’m the only one for you

Damn girl I’m beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out
You think that’s bad you should hear the rest of my album
Never has there been so finesse and nostalgia
Man Cash, I don’t mean to mess up your gal but
Jessica Alba put a breast in my mouth but
Wowzers, I just made a mess of my trousers
And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis
Lord help us hes back in his pink Alf shirt
Looking like someone shrinked his outfit
I think hes about to flip
Jessica rest assure, Superman here to rescue you
Can you blame me?
You’re my Amy, im your Blake
Matter fact make me a birthday cake
With a saw blade in it to make my jail break
Baby, I think you just met your soul mate
(Now break it down girl)

Chorus : Dina Rae
When you walk through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore
Who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player, Who can really blame you
(Who can really blame you)
We’re the ones who made you

So baby, baby
Get down, down, down
Baby, get down, down down
(repeat)

Oh Amy
Rehab never looked so good,
I can wait, Im going back