Ripio

Buenos días.

When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes, a funny kind of yellow
I rush home to bed, I sunk my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning, tired, still yawning
See your face come peeping through my window
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction, gone
When will this haunting stop?
Your face, it just won't leave me alone
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
You in the sky, you with this guy
You make me cry, you lie
You in the sky, you with this guy
You make me cry, you lie
Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men
Pictures of matchstick men

 

Maybe I'm the one
Maybe I'm the one
Who is the schizophrenic psycho, yeah
Maybe I'm the one
Maybe I'm the one
Who is the schizophrenic psycho
She lays down on the fresh lawn
She can make everything magical
But she tied one on big time
And it makes me wanna rewind
To back in the days when we were young
When everything was like a loaded gun
Ready to go off at any minute
And you know we're gonna win again
Yeah, you know we're gonna win again
Yeah, you know we're gonna win again
Maybe I'm the one
Maybe I'm the one
Who is the schizophrenic psycho, yeah
Maybe I'm the one
Maybe I'm the one
Who is the paranoid freak, oh yeah
She lays down on the sidewalk
Never very analytical
She is something simply beautiful
Reappear when you feel magical
To back in the days when we were young
When everything was like a loaded gun
Ready to go off at any minute
Yeah, you know we're gonna win again
Maybe I'm the one
Maybe I'm the one
Who is the schizophrenic psycho, yeah
Maybe I'm the one
Maybe I'm the one
Who is the paranoid freak

Buenos días.

@Livingstone85 Está instalado desde 2005 y el periodo anterior es al año pasado. Listo, que el Analytics más parecido que has manejado es tu análisis de colesterol.
@Rembrandt @imparsifal

@Livingstone85 Pues nada, lo que digas, "portavoz de Menéame".
@Rembrandt @imparsifal

@Rembrandt Debe ser eso, que quiero engañar
@Livingstone85 @imparsifal

@Ripio Ampliar el buffer, nada extraordinario... lo explico en el hilo de Help

Bugueados días, gente. Recordad: el 400 sigue siendo el número de moda, y el acompañamiento adecuado para observar las cafradas de Musk es un cubo de palomitas

Bugueados días, buena gente. Recordad, el número de la suerte sigue siendo el 400

He visto una luz
Hace tiempo Venus se apago
He visto morir
Una estrella en el cielo de Orion
No hay señal
No hay señal de vida humana y yo
Perdido en el tiempo
Perdido en otra dimensión
Oh, oh oh, oh ah
Soy el capitán
De la nave tengo el control
Llamando a la Tierra
Esperando contestación
Soy un cow boy
Del espacio azul eléctrico
A dos mil millones de años luz
De mi casa estoy
Oh, oh oh, oh ah
Quisiera volver
No termina nunca esta misión
Me acuerdo de ti
Como un cuento de ciencia ficción
No estoy tan mal
Juego al poker con mi ordenador
Se pasan los días
No hay noticias desde la estación
Oh, oh oh, oh ah

Buenos días

Buenos días.

I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Put it like that
Put it, put it like that
Shit so fat
Gotta move it like that
If you put it like that
It ain't so funny
Everybody here just
Running for the money
And on the streets
Beggars, junkies
We didn't learn a thing
Since we were monkeys
Never-ending wars
Screaming and fighting
Thousands of people disappeared
Still counting
Fake news?
No, no, don't believe them
Just wanna runaway to freedom
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
(Ayo)
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy
(Ayo)
I'm gonna leave this place
(Ayo)
I'm going outer space
(Ayo)
I'll be a refugee
(Ayo)
In different galaxy

Bugueados días, gente. Ya sabeis, el error 400 es la nueva normalidad

Buenos días

Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home (I want you, please, take me home)
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home (I want you, please, take me home)
Just an urchin living under the street
I'm a hard case that's tough to beat
I'm your charity case, so buy me somethin' to eat
I'll pay you at another time
Take it to the end of the line
Rags and riches, or so they say, you gotta
Keep pushing for the fortune and fame
You know it's, it's all a gamble when it's just a game
You treat it like a capital crime
Everybody's doing their time
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Oh, won't you please take me home? Yeah-yeah
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home
Strapped in the chair of the city's gas chamber
Why I'm here, I can't quite remember
The surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe
I'd have another cigarette, but I can't see
Tell me, who you're gonna believe?
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
Take me home, yeah-yeah

Hello
I've waited here for you
Everlong
Tonight, I throw myself into
And out of the red
Out of her head, she sang
Come down and waste away with me
Down with me
Slow, how you wanted it to be
I'm over my head
Out of her head, she sang
And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever be this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang
Breathe out
So I can breathe you in
Hold you in
And now
I know you've always been
Out of your head
Out of my head, I sang
And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang

@carademalo @benjami @imparsifal También hay que referir el éxito de los |Artículos.

Tanto el artículo del maestro Juvenal:
• Serie sospechosa de artículos en La Razón
414 meneos | 5.176 clics

Como el artículo del nuevo portavoz de menéame:
• Es el momento de volver a Menéame (o crearte una cuenta si no tienes)
168 meneos | 4.389 clics

Bugueados días, gente. Seguimos con el error 400 cada vez que hago clic en enlaces de meneos desde mi sección de comentarios, o desde comentarios en otros meneos, o desde mensajes privados, o desde la sección En Comunidades. El error ocurre al menos en Chrome, tanto en versión para móvil como para PC.
Borrar la www después del error 400 funciona, pero no deja de ser un parche.
También hace ya días que al hacer clic en alguna miniatura de imagen, tanto en comentarios como en la miniatura de un meneo, sale "Image failed to load". Haciendo clic "ir a enlace original" da error 400, pero se recurre al parche mencionado anteriormente.
@kutto