Sonidos Orgásmicos: Pulp – Like a Friend
Del soundtrack de “Great Expectations” una canción sencilla, contundente, con lo que uno siempre quiere decir y nomás no puede. Según yo, esta canción nos deja claro el funcionamiento de los seres humanos, ya que dice sin pelos en la lengua:
Usémonos y disfrutémoslo, chingao.
Aquí la letra, y si se acuerdan de algo más, no me echen a mí la culpa:
Pulp – “Like a Friend”Don’t bother saying you’re sorryWhy don’t you come in?Smoke all my cigarettes againEverytime I get no furtherHow long has it been?Come on in nowWipe your feet on my dreamsYou take up my timeLike some cheap magazineWhen I could have been learning somethingWell, you know what I meanI’ve done this beforeAnd I will do it againC’mon and kill me babyWhile you smile like a friendOh and I’ll come runningJust to do it againYou are the last drink I never should have drunkYou are the body hidden in the trunkYou are the habit I can’t seem to kickYou are my secrets on the front page every weekYou are the car I never should have boughtYou are the train I never should have caughtYou are the cut that makes me hide my faceYou are the party that makes me feel my ageYou’re like a car crash I can see but I just can’t avoidLike a plane I’ve been told I never should boardLike a film that’s so bad, but I’ve just got to stay ’til the endLet me tell you now – it’s lucky for you that we’re friends