Como bien dice el dicho, "Lo que bien empieza,...bien acaba." por eso lo primero que le pido a una película es que empiece de forma decente, ya que, ¿qué te puedes esperar si te aburre nada más empezar?. Para mí la intro u opening de una película es una obra de arte en sí misma y por eso he creado este blog exclusivamente para ellas, para que todo el mundo pueda disfrutarlas al margen de lo que venga a continuación.
viernes, 30 de abril de 2010
The Big Bang Theory
Full version!!!!(encontrada recientemente!!!)
Barenaked Ladies. History of Everiting.
Our whole universe was in a hot dense state,
Then nearly fourteen billion years ago expansion started. Wait…
The Earth began to cool,
The autotrophs began to drool,
Neanderthals developed tools,
We built a wall (we built the pyramids),
Math, science, history, unravelling the mystery,
That all started with the big bang! BANG!
"Since the dawn of man" is really not that long,
As every galaxy was formed in less time
than it takes to sing this song.
A fraction of a second and the elements were made.
The bipeds stood up straight,
The dinosaurs all met their fate,
They tried to leap but they were late
And they all died (they froze their asses off)
The ocean said "Pangaea?
"See ya, wouldn’t wanna be ya!"
Set in motion by the same big bang!
It all started with a big BANG!
It’s expanding ever outward but one day
It will pause, then start to go the other way,
Collapsing ever inward,
we won’t be here, it wont be heard
Our best and brightest figure that
it’ll make an even bigger bang!
Australopithecus would really have been sick of us
Debating how we’re here,
they’re catching deer (we’re catching viruses)
Religion or astronomy (Encarta or Deuteronomy)
It all started with a big bang!
Music and mythology (Einstein and astrology)
It all started with a big bang!
It all started with a big BANG!
La banda se llama , y la canción, “ The Big Bang Theory
Lord of War
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Weeds
Malvina Reynolds.
1. Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky-tacky,
Little boxes, little boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.
2. And the people in the houses
All go to the university,
And they all get put in boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
And there's doctors and there's lawyers
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.
3. And they all play on the golf-course,
And drink their Martini dry,
And they all have pretty children,
And the children go to school.
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
And they all get put in boxes
And they all come out the same.
4. And the boys go into business,
And marry, and raise a family,
And they all get put in boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.
United Stated of Tara´s
Tim Delaughter. You'll Be Fine.
Open up the sky
This mess is getting high
It’s windy and our family needs a ride
I know we’ll be just fine
When we learn to love the ride
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United Stated of Tara´s
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