Rant with Angst

Saturday, April 16, 2011

I´m sorry I couldn´t translate more. It was harder than I expected. I´ll keep on though. Meanwhile, I hope these suffice.

Publicado por Francisco en 11:20 PM

Rock out like you were just given the last rock and roll record on earth and the minutes were counting down to flames.

Rock out like the streets are empty except for you, your bicycle and your headphones.

Rock out like you´ll never have to order a text book again.

Rock out like you get paid to disturb the peace.

Rock out like your eyes are fading, but you still got your ears but you don´t know for how long.

Rock out like somebody´s got a barrel pointing at your temples saying: “Rock out like your life depended on it fool, because it does”.

Rock out like music is all that you got.

Rock out like you got your pants full of tokens and nothing to do but everything.

Rock out like your dead grandfather just came back to take a drive with you in your brand new car.

Rock out like you were enslaved in the south and dancing is all that you have to know who you are.

Rock out like you got an empty appointment book and a full tank of gas.

Rock out like these walls won´t fall but damn it you are gonna die trying to make them.

Francisco: No hay mucho que decir... leanme y digan algo? Para eso escribo despues de todo.