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this is super tuesday and yes we can...

It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.

Yes we can.

It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.

Yes we can.

It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.

Yes we can.

It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.

Yes we can to justice and equality.

Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.

Yes we can heal this nation.

Yes we can repair this world.

Yes we can.

We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.

We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics...they will only grow louder and more dissonant ........... We've been asked to pause for a reality check. We've been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.

But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.

Now the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast to coast; from sea to shining sea --

Yes. We. Can.

Blues Traveler Lyrics

Hook Lyrics

It doesn't matter what I say
So long as I sing with inflection
That makes you feel that I'll convey
Some inner truth of vast reflection
But I've said nothing so far
And I can keep it up for as long as it takes
And it don't matter who you are
If I'm doing my job then it's your resolve that breaks

Because the hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The hook brings you back
On that you can rely

There is something amiss
I am being insincere
In fact I don't mean any of this
Still my confession draws you near
To confuse the issue I refer
To familiar heroes from long ago
No matter how much Peter loved her
What made the Pan refuse to grow

Was that the hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The hook brings you back
On that you can rely

Suck it in suck it in suck it in
If you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn
Make a desperate move or else you'll win
And then begin
To see
What you're doing to me this MTV is not for free
It's so PC it's killing me
So desperately I sing to thee
Of love
Sure but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self
And I can't keep these feelings on the shelf
I've tried well no in fact I lied
Could be financial suicide but I've got too much pride inside
To hide or slide
I'll do as I'll decide and let it ride until I've died
And only then shall I abide this tide
Of catchy little tunes
Of hip three minute ditties
I wanna bust all your balloons
I wanna burn all of your cities
To the ground I've found
I will not mess around
Unless I play then hey
I will go on all day hear what I say
I have a prayer to pray
That's really all this was
And when I'm feeling stuck and need a buck
I don't rely on luck because...

The hook brings you back
I ain't tellin' you no lie
The hook...
On that you can rely

 

You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you'd be
The Chosen One.

She said: You're one in a million
You've got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

You woke up this morning
All the love has gone,
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.

But you're looking good, baby,
I believe you're feeling fine, (shame about it),
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.

You woke up this morning
The world turned upside down,
Thing's ain't been the same
Since the Blues walked into town.

But you're one in a million
You've got that shotgun shine.
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

When you woke up this morning everything you had was
gone. By half past ten your head was going ding-dong.
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
like a voice telling you there was something you should
know. Last night you were flying but today you're so low
- ain't it times like these that make you wonder if
you'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to
the others; wives, mothers, fathers, sisters and
brothers. Don't you wish you didn't function, wish you
didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little
drink' Well you do so make up your mind to go on, 'cos
when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.

When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
Mama said you'd be the Chosen One.

When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
You got yourself a gun.

hola y adios

Como has estado me da gusto, de volverte a ver
y no has cambiado eres la misma, yo sigo siendo aquel
aquel que por estar contigo, a las demas dejo
el que te decia hola y le decias adios
aquel que por estar contigo, a las demas dejo
el que te daba su paraguas, si empezaba a llover
aquel que por estar contigo por ser algo comun
ya viste con tus amigas, conservo algunas aun.

Nose con que ojos me viste, pues poco siempre fui
te gustaba verme triste, eso te hacia reir
aquel que entraba a tus clases, por robar tu atencion
solo por decirte un hola y oirte un adios
hace tiempo me ha cambiado, mucho me transforme
y ahora mira me has buscado, pero que gran honor
lo lamento ya es muy tarde, tengo un gran amor
ahora tu me dices hola y yo te digo adios

volvere a amar

Hoy me has escrito una carta que te vas a marchar,
te has encontrado con otro, otro mas que mas da,
he comprendido que quieres dejarme sin tu amor,
vete cuando quieras con el no te guardo rencor,
hice todo lo imposible porque nunca, nunca te alejaras de mi.

Vete cuando quieras no quiero verte,
porque la ipocrecia no es para mi,
yo sabre olvidar, porque volvere a amar
y lloraras por mi.

Si olles un pajaro triste sollosar escuchalo
es mi canto que dice no me olvides porfavor
otro no podra borrar aquellos besos lentos que tome yo de ti.

Me llevaras con tigo a donde vallas
no ganas nada llendote,llendome asi
porque volvere a amar y alguien devolvera
lo que siempre te di.

Vete cuando quieras no quiero verte
porque la hipocrecia no es para mi
yo sabre olvidar porque volvere a amar
y lloraras por mi.

Y lloraras por miiii

NADA

Dicen por ahí que tú quieres volver
que piensas regresar conmigo
Dicen que ha ido mal
que la vida se ensaño contigo
Que no para de llorar tu corazón herido
Dicen por ahí que hablas de mi amor
y que preguntas por mi muy triste
Mejor debes recordar
lo que tu me hiciste hace algunos años
no es que me quiera cobrar toda tu maldad
pero el nido que dejaste ahora esta ocupado
Nada te juro que ya nada me quedo de aquel amor
un nuevo sol alumbra mi existir
Nada y no me vayas a hablar ella se puede sentir mal
tu haz de cuenta que no te conocí
Dicen por ahí que hablas de mi amor
y que preguntas por mi muy triste
Mejor debes recordar
lo que tu me hiciste hace algunos años
no es que me quiera cobrar toda tu maldad
pero el nido que dejaste ahora esta ocupado
Nada te juro que ya nada me quedo de aquel amor
un nuevo sol alumbra mi existir
Nada y no me vayas a hablar ella se puede sentir mal
tu haz de cuenta que no te conocí
Nada te juro que ya nada me quedo de aquel amor
un nuevo sol alumbra mi existir
Nada y no me vayas a hablar ella se puede sentir mal
tu haz de cuenta que no te conocí

si efectivamente esta columna se llama otro seis, y no me refiero a una sexta de refrescantes cervatanas, si no a un calvario de seis años que ha terminado el dia de hoy, y mañana que? esa es la pregunta que hoy sale a relucir mañana que? Felipe Calderon un politico de manos ¨limpias¨sera nuestro nuevo presidente y viene otro seis, la politica interna en Mexico es lo mas cercano a una olla presto... Oaxaca es un estado que esta cautivo de los intereses politicos de unos cuantos que han sobrepasado toda legalidad y al parecer nadie hara nada al respecto, con la bandera de la autonomia y la soberania de los estados a el gobierno federal parece no importarle que se quebranten los derechos de unos cuantos al querer proteger la libertad de expresion de otros revoltosos y ademas acarreados. Al querer respetar el derecho constitucional de manifestarse se les ha olvidado que estas manifestaciones deben de ser de manera pacifica y si bien en Mexico existe la libertad de expresion no debemos de olvidar que esa libertad es valida siempre y cuando no se afecte a terceros, ahora donde queda la proteccion del derecho a la educacion ??? que tambien es un derecho basico que es protegido por nuestra carta magna, donde queda el interes del estado por proteger el derecho de los mas desprotegidos (nuestros niños Mexicanos), alguna vez escuche a un jurista decir una maxima del derecho ¨cuando encuentre conflicto entre la justicia y el derecho optare por la justicia¨lo malo es que nuestras instituciones no son ni juridicas ni justas. hemos perdido el rumbo por eso el dia de hoy pido otro 6 y alo mejor si despues de esta reflexion es otro seis pero de cervezas para a lo mejor perdiendo la conciencia podre entender a este mi Mexico tan golpeado!!!!