Bob.

Take this badge off of me, I can't use it anymore.
It's getting dark, too dark to see,
I feel like I'm knocking on heaven's door.


Put my guns in the ground, I can't shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is coming down,
I feel like I'm knocking on heaven's door.

Knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door...

Paper dreams, honey

Now you pour your heart out, you're telling me you're far out, but not about to lie down for your cause, but you don't pull my strings cause I'm a better man, moving on to better things...
But oh oh, I love her because, she moves in her own way...
Yes I wish that we never made it through all the summers, and kept them out instead of kicking us back down to the suburbs...

Say it loud and sing it proud, today...

So, what's the matter with you? Sing me something new...
Don't you know the cold, the wind and rain don't know, they only seem to come and go away...
If i'm leaving, will you take me with you? I'm tired of talking on my phone...
Nobody knows the way it's gonna be...

Bueno, y aqui esta la primera entrada de mi blog, que lleva siglos inactivo.
Debo decir que el haber hecho esta entrada tan maravillosa, ;), se lo debo a Ana, que me amenazó con poner a Hannah Montana (que ultimamente parece ser una gran artista del rock, ya que va al Rock in Rio jajajaja)
Bueno y esto es todo, ahora solo falta que Ana me haga unas 150 visitas para alcanzarla y ya (cosa que no va a ocurrir) jajaja.

:)