Welcome to the working week - Elvis Costello

Es la recta final de un año de trabajo, y comenzamos a despedirnos de las buenas experiencias, nuevos amigos, buenos socios, nuevos lugares. Que serán más viejos.
Vamos con tutti que no hay medias victorias en este negocio ni en mi vida. Deben ser buenas experiencias, y dejar grandes impresiones. Y volveremos luego a seguir intentando desde otra parte.
Es como las putas, hacen lo suyo, cobran por anticipado, se mueven lo mínimo, no se dejan manosear, ponen cara de culo y dicen lo que el cliente quiere escuchar.
Y luego se lavan lo mojado.

Now that your picture's in the paper being rhythmically admired
and you can have anyone that you have ever desired,
all you gotta tell me now is why, why, why, why.

Welcome to the workin' week.
Oh I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill you.
Welcome to the workin' week.
You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it.

All of your family had to kill to survive,
and they're still waitin' for their big day to arrive.
But if they knew how I felt they'd bury me alive.

Welcome to the workin' week.
Oh I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill you.
Welcome to the workin' week.
You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it.

I hear you sayin', "Hey, the city's all right
when you only read about it in books.
Spend all your money gettin' so convinced
that you never even bother to look.
Sometimes I wonder if we're livin' in the same land,
Why d'you wanna be my friend when I feel like a juggler
running out of hands?

Welcome to the workin' week, oh, welcome to the working week.

Alison - Elvis Costello

No es día para pensar... mejor seguir enfriando el ánimo que quedó bastante maltrecho, curiosidad mediante.
Prefiero irme a descubrir a un nuevo ícono del rock y dejar de preocuparme de lo que no puedo arreglar, y a veces parece que ni podré.
Pero bueno, hay que intentar, y la música siempre inspira, para bien, y para ponersa un poco mal también, y esa es la que más uno quiere... aquelo que lo cuestiona, no lo que lo adula.

Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl.
And with the way you look I understand
that you were not impressed.
But I heard you let that little friend of mine
take off your party dress.
I'm not going to get too sentimental
like those other sticky valentines,
'cause I don't know if you've been loving some body.
I only know it isn't mine.
Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, Alison, my aim is true.

Well I see you've got a husband now.
Did he leave your pretty fingers lying
in the wedding cake?
You used to hold him right in your hand.
I'll bet he took all he could take.
Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking
when I hear the silly things that you say.
I think somebody better put out the big light,
cause I can't stand to see you this way.

Alison, I know this world is killing you.
Oh, Alison, my aim is true.
My aim is true.