Bend It Like Tapanez

Si recibes un e-mail con el subject ACHILIPÚ, elimínalo inmediatamente SIN ABRIRLO. Este es el MAS PELIGROSO virus que se ha detectado jamás, (se trata de una mutación del mítico I LOVE YOU)…

* Si abres el e-mail, tu disco duro se formateará completamente.
* Además el mensaje se auto-enviará a todas las personas de tu libreta de direcciones.

Pero no sólo eso:

* Borrará cualquier disquete que se encuentre cerca de tu ordenador.
* Bloqueará la tarjeta de tu teléfono móvil.
* Cortará el suministro de luz de todo el edificio.
* Hará que no te ingresen el sueldo a fin de mes.
* Desmagnetizará la banda magnética de tus tarjetas de crédito.
* Romperá los cabezales de tu video.
* Dañará todos tus CD’s de música regrabándolos con los éxitos de Enrique Iglesias y de El Fari.
* Pinchará todos los condones que tengas por casa.
* Dejará embarazada a tu novia/mujer.
* Impedirá que vuelvas a tener una erección.
* Se invertirán tus gustos sexuales.
* Reenviará todos tus e- mails privados a toda la empresa incluido el Gerente.
* Se tomará toda tu cerveza, enfriará el café y esconderá las llaves de tu coche.

Si el ACHILIPÚ llegase a remutarse en ACHILIPÚ-APÚ-APÚ:

* Se moverá aleatoriamente tu coche alrededor del aparcamiento para que no lo puedas encontrar.
* Echará azúcar dietético al depósito de gasolina de tu moto.
* Bañará al gato en una solución de lejía con queroseno
* Dejará mensajes libidinosos en el contestador de tu suegra.

Y lo peor de todo… es que automáticamente el muy joputa te hace socio del barça o del real madrid…
Estos son sólo algunos de los síntomas. Se precavido y envía este mensaje de advertencia a TODOS tus amigos.

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
and what do i get, for my pain
betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
even though i know-i suppose i’ll show
all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
now i’m naked, nothing but an animal
but can you fake it, for just one more show
and what do you want, i want to change
and what have you got
when you feel the same
even though i know-i suppose i’ll show
all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
tell me i’m the only one
tell me there’s no other one
jesus was an only son
tell me i’m the chosen one
jesus was an only son for you
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
and i still believe that i cannot be saved

Shakedown 1979, cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and I should meet
June bug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure we’d never see an end to it all

And I don’t even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don’t know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below

Double cross the vacant and the bored
They’re not sure just what we have in the store
Morphine city slippin’ dues, down to see that

We don’t even care, as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought we’d go, beneath the sound of hope

Justine never knew the rules
Hung down with the freaks and the ghouls
No apologies ever need be made
I know you better than you fake it, to see
(rpt 1)

The street heats the urgency of now
As you can see there’s no one around

If all you’ve got to do today is find peace of mind
Come round
You can take a piece of mine
And if all you’ve got to do today is hesitate
Come here, you can leave it late with me

You could be taking it easy on yourself
You should be making it easy on yourself

Cos you and i know, its all over the front page
You give me road rage
Racing through the best days

It’s up to you boy you’re driving me crazy
Thinking you may be losing your mind

If all you’ve got to prove today is your innocence.
Calm down, you’re as guilty as can be
If all you’ve got to lose alludes to yesterday.
Yesterday’s through.
Now do anything you please

Repeat chorus

Space age, road rage, fast lane, minimum wage
Home late, upgrade, short-changed, golden age
Front page, lose face, handmade, space ache
Backstage, outraged, disgraced, maximum weight

Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell.
Jimmy Rogers on the victrola up high.
Mama’s dancin’ with a baby on her shoulder.
The sun is settin’ like molasses in the sky.
The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything.
Always wanting more, he’d leave you longing for.

Black velvet and that little boy’s smile.
Black velvet with that slow southern style.
A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees.
Black velvet if you please.

Up in Memphis the music’s like a heatwave.
White lightning, bound to drive you wild.
Mama’s baby’s in the heart of every school girl.
“Love me tender” leaves ‘em cryin’ in the aisle.
The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true.
Always wanting more, he’d leave you longing for.

Black velvet and that little boy’s smile.
Black velvet with that slow southern style.
A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees.
Black velvet if you please.

Every word of every song that he sang was for you.
In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon, what could you do?

Black velvet and that little boy’s smile.
Black velvet with that slow southern style.
A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees.
Black velvet if you please.

Black velvet and that little boy’s smile.
Black velvet with that slow southern style.
A new religion that’ll bring ya to your knees.
Black velvet if you please.

If you please.
If you please.
If you please.