Lily Allen's got me on The fear

Dos meses enganchado, sin descanso, y The Fear sigue poniéndome como el primer día. Lo pienso ahora, cuando sólo hace un momento que he intentando escuchar, infructuosamente, por enésima vez, a Manos de Topo.

Alguien me había dicho que mis asilvestrados pabellones auditivos no estaban hechos para la insufrible voz del sublime Antony. Y que me perdonen los Johnsons, pero llevaba razón, porque no puedo con él, se me atraganta el hombre. Sin embargo, esto de los Manos de Topo es otra cosa: esa voz es sencillamente r-e-p-u-g-n-a-n-t-e, lo más repelente que he oído en lustros.

Menos mal que ahí tengo a mi Lily, fuckin' fantastic, con ese vestidito, esos leotardos y esa mirada de destrucción masiva puesta en un mundo de plástico unidimensional, que se merece lo que ella quiera en este su humilde blog. ¡Qué grande! ¡Qué blandita! Y que no se gasta, oye. ¡Qué gustazo!

I want to be rich and I want lots of money

I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny

I want loads of clothes and f***loads of diamonds

I heard people die while they are trying to find them

I’ll take my clothes off and it will be shameless

‘Cuz everyone knows that’s how you get famous

I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror

I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner

Chorus

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore

I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore

When we think it will all become clear

‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear

Life’s about film stars and less about mothers

It’s all about fast cars and passing each other

But it doesn’t matter cause I’m packing plastic

and that’s what makes my life so f***ing fantastic

And I am a weapon of massive consumption

and its not my fault it’s how I’m program to function

I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror

I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner

Chorus

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore

I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore

When we think it will all become clear

‘Cuz I’m being taken over by The Fear

Bridge

Forget about guns and forget ammunition

Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission

Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner

Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner

Chorus

I don’t know what’s right and what’s real anymore

I don’t know how I’m meant to feel anymore

When we think it will all become clear

‘Cause I’m being taken over by fear