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Blue Valentines 
She sends me blue valentines
All the way from Philadelphia
To mark the anniversary
Of someone that I used to be
And it feels like a warrant
Is out for my arrest
Baby, you got me checkin’ in my rearview mirror
That’s why I'm always on the run
It’s why I changed my name
And I didn't think you'd ever find me here
To send me blue valentines
Like half forgotten dreams
Like a pebble in my shoe
As I walk these streets
And the ghost of your memory
Baby, it’s the thistle in the kiss
It’s the burglar that can break a rose’s neck
It's the tatooed broken promise I gotta hide beneath my sleeve
I’m gonna see you every time I turn my back
Oh, you send me blue valentines
Though I try to remain at large
They're insisting that our love must have a eulogy
Why do I save all this madness
Here in the nightstand drawer
There to haunt ’pon my shoulders
Baby, I know I'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go
With this blind and broken heart
That sleeps beneath my lapel
Instead these blue valentines
To remind me of my cardinal sin
I can never wash the guilt
Or get these bloodstains off my hands
And it takes a whole lot of whiskey
To make these nightmares go away
And I cut my bleedin’ heart out every night
And I’m gonna die just a little more
On each St. Valentine’s day
Don’t you remember I promised I would write you
These blue valentines
Blue valentines
Blue valentines
Written by: Tom Waits
Published by: Fifth Floor Music, Inc. (ASCAP ),© 1978 & Warner Bros.
Music Ltd, 1986
Official release: "Blue Valentine", Elektra Entertainment/ WEA
International Inc., 1978 &
"Asylum Years", WEA International Inc., 1986
David Mariotti

 Blue Valentines
azz...me l'ha tolta dalle dita :)
A

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Christmas card from a Hooker in Minneapolis (dallo stesso disco)
hey charlie i'm pregnant
and living on the 9th street
right above a dirty bookstore
off euclid avenue
and i stopped takin dope
and i quit drinkin whiskey
and my old man plays the trombone
and works out at the track
and he says that he loves me
even though its not his baby
and he says that he'll raise him up
like he would his own son
and he gave me a ring
that was worn by his mother
and he takes me out dancin
every saturday night.
and hey charlie i think about you
everytime i pass a fillin station
om account of all the grease
you used to wear in your hair
and i still have that record
of little anthony & the imperials
but someone stole my record player
now how do you like that?
hey charlie i almost went crazy
after mario got busted
so i  went back to omaha to
live with my folks
but everyone i used to know
was either dead or in prison
so i came back to minneapolis
this time i think i'm gonna stay.
hey charlie i think i'm happy
for the first time since my accident
and i wish i had all the money
that we used to spend on dope
i'd buy me a used car lot
and i wouldn't sell any of em
i'd just drive a different car
every day, dependin on how
i feel
hey charlie for chrissakes
do you want to know the
truth of it?
i don't have a husband
he don't play the trombone
and i need to borrow money
to pay this lawyer
and charlie, hey
i'll be eligible for parole
come valentines day
A--"a lame don't need legs, he needs a wheelchair"

 Blue Valentines
Valentine Melody
You came to me with fire inside
Your movements and your pride
And asking to be rescued from
The pain you had become 
I tore apart the prison and I hid you in my hand
In the blue light of Christmas-time Santa Claus was kind 
I wonder if you'll ever grow
Oh far enough to throw
Away the lies of no and yes
And love my quietness 
Or will you only freeze and frown and lose what you have found?
In the white light of Easter seas'n will you live again? 
Today the coin is in the air
And we are here and there
And where and when have caught us in
The web of violence 
I pray to all the world as one that day will bring the sun
In the scarlet light of Valentine's our paper hearts are blind.

>
si, vabbč, io
m'ero alzata di buonumore, vaffanculo :))
V.
.
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.
amichevole
vaffanculo ;)
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 m'ero alzata di buonumore, vaffanculo :))
Lo sai che S. Valentino č una festa triste ;)
A
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NP Time of no Replay 
"invece č disarmante capire che siamo
solo un passaggio di ombre"

Lo sai che S. Valentino č una festa triste ;)
la mia canzone triste di svalentino č:
swearing at motorists - goodbye second and main (pink violence)
il pezzo piů bello di unaccompained voice
č molto breve, cercatela
--
Funny Creature Bogus [SOFFT#9]
http://iamr.cjb.net
E non crederai ad altro dio all'infuori dei nostri:
il Caos, le Nuvole e la Lingua, e solo questi tre?


un amichevole vaffanculo e tanti auguri di buon compleanno pure, David!
:))))
V.
beccate questa in tema Waits
When I'm lyin' in my bed at night
I don't wanna GROW up
Nothin' ever seems to turn out right
I don't wanna GROW up
How do you move in a world of
fog
When I see the price that you pay
I don't wanna GROW up
I don't ever wanna be that way
I don't wanna GROW up
Seems like folks turn into things
That they'd never want
The only thing to live for
Is today
I'm gonna put a hole in my TV set
I don't wanna GROW up
Open the medecine chest
And I don't wanna GROW up
I don't wanna have to shout it out
I don't want my hair to fall out
I don't wanna be filled with doubt
I don't wanna be a good boy scout
I don't wanna have to learn to count
I don't wanna have the biggest amount
I don't wanna GROW up
Well, when I see my parents fight
I don't wanna grow up
They all go out and drinking all night
And I don't wanna grow up
I'd rather stayed here in my
room
Nothin' out there but sad and gloom
I don't wanna live in a big old
tomb
On Grand Street
When I see the 5 o'clock news
I don't wanna grow up
Comb their hair and shine their shoes
I don't wanna grow up
Stay around in my old hometown
I don't wanna put no money down
I don't wanna get me a big old loan
Work them fingers to the bone
I don't wanna float a broom
Fall in love and get married then boom
How the hell did it get here so soon
I don't wanna grow up

 I don't wanna GROW up
Vedo che inizi a conoscermi...e grazie del pensiero!
David

"david"
auguroni
gianni
--
"Per cui la quale, cicale, cicale, cicale"

 gianni
Grazie mille.
David Mariotti