Somebody to love

Que sea eso del recurso fácil de hablar sobre las miserias de los trabajadores, que sea una patraña para venderse, me da igual. Es una buena patraña, ese tipo de patrañae que le pone palabras al dolor más mezquino de todos, el que reconcome sin pararse a penas ni un momento a respirar (come a la vez que traga, ya véis). Una patraña putamente real y que son las palabras exactas que no se sabe sustraer (porque al fin y al cabo "I keep losing my beat") mi alma de si misma, aunque a veces lo intente para explicar ciertas cosas. Y quizá ni tan solo sea una patraña para venderse.

Ah. El amor, amiguitos, también es la panacea para esto. Pero ya lo sabréis, porque habréis amado. ¿No?

Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own -
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?

(He works hard)

Everyday - I try and I try and I try -
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm goin' crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
Yeah - yeah yeah yeah

Oh Lord
Somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I'm ok, I'm alright
Ain't gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!

Find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cxbFLYa0_bw