Corría el año 1994 y en aquellos momentos la música latina era totalmente inofensiva, el hip hop era rap a secas y sólo lo escuchaban los malotes (y no los pijitos) y la ¿música? chumba chumba ya estaba pasando de moda y quien quería oir eso tenía que ir a sitios específicos, por lo que la música que nos llegaba aún con mas fuerza era la que se oía tanto en los Estados Unidos como en el Reino Unido y estos mercados aún tenían algo de buen gusto.Terrorvision era un grupo inglés que había editado su primer disco en 1992. Pasó casi desapercibido en su momento pero a alguien le dió por reeditar un single de ese disco casi 2 años después y el grupo tuvo su oportunidad en las listas. Su nuevo álbum "How to make friends and influence people" se vió apoyado por ese inesperado interés y por el tema que decidieron sacar para promocionarlo; "Oblivion".
Nosotros por aquel entonces solíamos salir viernes y sábado noche y si podíamos también algunos domingos, aunque fuera a tomar algo y ese tema era un fijo en cada garito al que acudíamos. También lo eran el "Losing my religion" de REM y el "Mr Jones" de Counting Crows...
If all the people in the world camped out in your back garden,
Would you write and tell the king or would you grab a tent and join 'em,
I can see that all the possibilities for freedom,
Could just sway your first decision to subject them all to oblivion.
And do you feel your life is threatened by fabricated stories,
Dreamt up by the sons of campers that you killed back in the forties,
I could see that all the possibilities for conflict,
Could just back up your decision to subject them all to oblivion.
I can't stand the things that they do to me,
I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me.
When all the people in the world move out of your back garden,
Would you celebrate the passing of your life as Mr. Badman,
You could see that all the possibilities in peacetime,
Should force a new decision don't subject them all to oblivion.
I can't stand the things that they do to me,
I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me.
I can't stand the things that they do to me,
I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me.
Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope its not contagious,
Although it seems its catching it's best not to get careless.
Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope its not contagious,
Although it seems its catching it's best not to get careless.
Oblivion [x4]
Would you write and tell the king or would you grab a tent and join 'em,
I can see that all the possibilities for freedom,
Could just sway your first decision to subject them all to oblivion.
And do you feel your life is threatened by fabricated stories,
Dreamt up by the sons of campers that you killed back in the forties,
I could see that all the possibilities for conflict,
Could just back up your decision to subject them all to oblivion.
I can't stand the things that they do to me,
I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me.
When all the people in the world move out of your back garden,
Would you celebrate the passing of your life as Mr. Badman,
You could see that all the possibilities in peacetime,
Should force a new decision don't subject them all to oblivion.
I can't stand the things that they do to me,
I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me.
I can't stand the things that they do to me,
I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me.
Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope its not contagious,
Although it seems its catching it's best not to get careless.
Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope its not contagious,
Although it seems its catching it's best not to get careless.
Oblivion [x4]
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