33° Km - "Some Nights" by fun (4' 37")

Cambiate le scarpe, la casa, il lavoro, la città. Solo la fatica è sempre la stessa, come la voglia di correre.

Some nights I stay up cashing in my bad luck

some nights I call it a draw

Some nights I wish that my lips could build a castle

Some nights I wish they'd just fall off

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost

Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for

What do I stand for, what do I stand for?

Most nights, I don't know anymore

This is it boys, this is war!

What are we waiting for?

Why don't we break the rules already?

I was never one to believe the hype

Save that for the black and white

I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked

But here they come again to jack my style

And that's alright

I found a martyr in my bed tonight

She stops my bones from wondering

Just who I am, who I am, who I am

Oh, who am I? Mmm, mmm

Some nights I wish that this all would end

Cause I could use some friends for a change

And some nights I'm scared you'll forget me again

Some nights I always win, I always win

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost

Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for

What do I stand for, what do I stand for?

Most nights, I don't know

Oh come on

So this is it? I sold my soul for this?

Washed my hands of that for this?

I miss my mom and dad for this?

No, when I see stars, when I see stars, that's all they are

When I hear songs, they sound like this one, so come on

Oh, come on

Oh, come on

Oh come on!

Well, that is it guys, that is all

Five minutes in and I'm bored again

Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands

This is not one for the folks at home

I'm sorry to leave, mom, I had to go

Who the fuck wants to die alone

All dried up in the desert sun?

My heart is breaking for my sister

And the con that she called "love"

But when I look into my nephews eyes

Man, you wouldn't believe

The most amazing things

That can come from

Some terrible nights

The other night, you wouldn't believe

The dream I just had about you and me

I called you up, but we'd both agree

It's for the best you didn't listen

It's for the best we get our distance

It's for the best you didn't listen

It's for the best we get our distance

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32° km - Bolle di sapone (3' 48")

Artista: Vasco Rossi
Album: Cosa succede in città (1985)
Titolo: Bolle di sapone

Quando alla Musica vuoi dare un nome 
ci metti sopra le Parole... 
Quando una Musica c'ha le Parole...bing! 
La puoi chiamare anche per nome.... 
La Tua Prima Canzone..... 
Quando alla Musica vuoi dare "aria" 
lascia scorrere le dita... 
su qualsiasi cosa che faccia rumore...bing 
ci puoi trovare la Tua Canzone.... 
Magari una canzone D'AMORE.... 

Per le parole non preoccuparti 
è più; facile di quello che pensi... 
come le Bolle di Sapone...............bing 
se "soffi" piano vengono da sole 
Anche Le Parole............. 

Perché la Musica non ha "orecchi"..... 
non ha padroni.....ma che MALEDETTI.... 
vieni fuori dal RUMORE 
come la luce nasce dal SOLE.... 
come le Bolle di Sapone........... 

31° km - Kung Fu Fighting

Oh-oh-oh-oh...

Everybody was Kung Fu fighting, those kids were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning, but they fought with expert timing

There was funky China men from funky Chinatown
They were trapping when up, they were trapping when down
It's an ancient Chinese art, and everybody knew their part
For my friend, ain't you a stiff, then I'm kickin' from the hip

Everybody was Kung Fu fighting, those cats were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning, but they fought with expert timing

There was funky Billie Jim and little Sammy John
He said, here comes the big boss, let's get it on
We took the bow and made a stand, started swaying with the hand
A sudden motion made me stiff, now we're into a brandnew trip

Everybody was Kung Fu fighting, those kids were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit fright'ning, but they did it with expert timing

Ha!

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Ha!

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Ha!

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Hu!

Oh-oh-oh-oh(keep on-keep on-keep on-keep on)


Everybody was Kung Fu fighting,Huh! those kids were fast as lightning, Ha!In fact it was a little bit fright'ning,HUh! make sure you have expert timing Ha!

Kung Fu fighting, had to be fast as lightning...

30° km - 4 minutes to save the world

L'unico modo per ricominciare a correre a luglio è comprare online l'ultimo cd (Il CD, lo ammetto, io compro online, ma il CD da mettere in auto, da convertire nell'ipod, ma da tenere ordinato sulla mensola in camera ;-) di Madonna.

4 minuti, per tornare in forma, a 12 km dall'arrivo ;-)

I'm outta time and all I got is 4 minutes
I'm outta time and all I got is 4 minutes
I'm outta time and all I got is 4 minutes
I'm outta time and all I got is 4 minutes
I'm outta time and all I got is 4 minutes
I'm outta time and all I got is 4 minutes
I'm outta time and all I got is 4 minutes
I'm outta time and all I got is 4 minutes
Come on
Yeah
Break down
Come on

Madonna: Come on boy, I've been waiting for somebody, to pick up my stroll
Justin: Well don't waste time, give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll
Madonna: I want somebody to speed it up for me, then take it down slow. There's enough room for both
Justin: Well, I can handle that, you just gotta show me where it's at.
Are you ready to go (Are you ready to go)

Madonna and Justin:
If you want it. you already got it
If you thought it, tt better be what you want
If you feel it, it must be real just
Say the word and imma give you what you want

Madonna: Time is waiting
Justin: We only got 4 minutes to save the world
Madonna: No hesitating
Madonna: Grab a boy
Justin: Grab a girl
Madonna: Time is waiting
Justin: We only got 4 minutes to save the world
Madonna: No hesitating
Justin: We only got 4 minutes, 4 minutes

Keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get in line, hop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
That's right, keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get in line, hop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock

Madonna: Sometimes I think what I need is a you intervention, yeah
Justin: And you know I can tell that you like it
And that it's good, by the way that you move, ooh, hey
Madonna: The road to hell is paved with good intentions, yeah
Justin: But if I die tonight
At least I can say I did what I wanted to do
Tell me, how bout you?

Madonna and Justin:
If you want it, you already got it
If you thought it, it better be what you want
If you feel it, it must be real just
Say the word and imma give you what you want

Madonna: Time is waiting
Justin: We only got 4 minutes to save the world
Madonna: No hesitating
Madonna: Grab a boy
Justin: Grab a girl
Madonna: Time is waiting
Justin: We only got 4 minutes to save the world
Madonna: No hesitating
Justin: We only got 4 minutes, 4 minutes

Keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get in line, hop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
That's right, keep it up, keep it up, don't be a pri, hey
Madonna, uh
You gotta get in line, hop
Tick tock tick tock tick tock

Timbaland: Breakdown, Yeah

(tick tock tick tock tick tock)
Yeah, uh huh
(tick tock tick tock tick tock)
I only got 4 minutes to save the world

29° km - Tanto 3 (3' 17")

Artista: Jovanotti
Album: Buon Sangue - Lorenzo 2005
Titolo: Tanto(3)

La prima domenica di maggio, da Milano per correre bisogna fare prima almeno 20' in moto. Noi li facciamo fino a Malaspina, poche centinaia di metri dopo San Felice. In mezzo alla campagna come da queste parti nemmeno te lo immagini, sotto al sole, fino a che non trovi una cascina con le mucche che se la dormono beati

Che stai facendo? Lavoro.
Che cosa cerchi? L'oro.
Hai uno scopo? Credo.
Dove ti trovi? In Italia.
E come vivi? Suono.
Di dove sei? Toscano.
Qual è il tuo aspetto? Meno sereno di un tempo, ma non per questo stanco.
A cosa pensi? Al deserto.
Qual è il tuo impegno? Immenso.
Ed il tuo tempo? Denso.
CHe risultati hai? Alti e bassi.
CHe risultati hai? Alti e bassi.
Rido di me, di te, di tutto ciò che di mortale c'è e che mi piace

Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto

Come va il mondo? Male.
Come va il mondo? Bene.
Come va il mondo? Male.
Come va il mondo? Bene.
Rido di me, di te, di tutto ciò che di mortale c'è e che mi piace

Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto

Che cosa fai? Vivo.
Quando sei in forma? Scrivo.
Innamorato? Credo.
E lei ti ama? A suo modo.
Come va il mondo? Male.
Come va il mondo? Bene.
Che dice il cielo? Tuona.
E la chitarra...suona!!!
Sei felice? A volte.
Hai distrazioni? Molte.
E la salute? Buona.
E la chitarra...suona!!!

Cosa ti piace? Viaggiare.
Tra il dire e il fare? Il mare.
Cosa ti piace? Viaggiare.
Tra il dire e il fare? Il mare.
Cosa ti piace? Viaggiare.
Tra il dire e il fare? Il mare.
Cosa ti piace? Viaggiare.
Tra il dire e il fare? Il mare

Rido di me, di te, di tutto ciò che di mortale c'è e che mi piace
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto
Tanto tanto tanto tanto tanto

sei felice? quanto quanto quanto tanto tanto tanto tanto..
qual'è il tuo impegno? quanto quanto quanto tanto tanto tanto tanto..
innamorato? quanto quanto quanto tanto tanto tanto tanto..
come và il mondo? quanto quanto quanto tanto tanto tanto tanto..

28° Km - Lucky Man / Verve (1997)

A Milano diluvia, da giorni ormai, io prendo il raffreddore il primo giugno eppure mentre arrivo in ufficio con 40' di ritardo mi torna in mente 42songs e decido che questo week end si ricomincia a correre

Happyness
More or less
It's just a change me
Something in my liberty
Ooh my my


Happyness
Coming and going
I watch you look at me
Watch my fever growing,
I Know
Just where I am



Well, how many corners
Do I have to turn
how many times
Do I have to learn
All the love I have is in my mind

But I'm a lucky man
With fire in my hands

Happyness
Something in my own place
I'm stood here naked
Smiling I feel no disgrace
With who I am


Happyness
Coming and going
I watch you look at me
Watch my fever growing,
I know
Just who I am


Well,how many corners
Do I have to turn
How many times
Do I have to learn
All the love I have is in my mind
I hope you understand
I hope you understand



Ooooohhhh
No No No No No No No No
Gotta love that never dies

Happyness
More or less

It's
just a change me
Something in my liberty
Happyness
Coming and going
watch you look at me
Watch my fever growing,
I Know
ooh,my my
ooh, my my
ooh, my my
ooh, my my


Gotta love that never dies
Gotta love that never dies
Gotta love that never dies

It's just a change me
Something in my liberty
It's just a change me
Something in my liberty
It's just a change me
Something in my liberty

Ooh, my my
Ooh, my my
It's just a change me
Something in my liberty
Ooh, my my
Ooh, my my

27° km - Numb / Encore

JAY-Z, LINKIN PARK

Numb / Encore (2006) Siamo già al 27° km e io per adesso nemmeno ce la faccio a correre così a lungo (ma siamo a febbraio e il letargo è quasi finito) e se penso a correre così tanto mi ci vuole roba dura così, roba da
What the hell are you waiting for...

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar

Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, nigga make some noise

Get em Jay

Who you know fresher than Hov'? Riddle me that
The rest of y'all know where I'm lyrically at
Can't none of y'all mirror me back
Yeah hearin me rap is like hearin G. Rap in his prime
I'm, young H.O., rap's Grateful Dead
Back to take over the globe, now break bread
I'm in, Boeing jets, Global Express
Out the country but the blueberry still connect
On the low but the yacht got a triple deck
But when you Young, what the fuck you expect? Yep, yep
Grand openin, grand closin
God your man Hov' cracked the can open again
Who you gon' find doper than him with no pen
just draw off inspiration
Soon you gon' see you can't replace him
with cheap imitations for DESE GENERATIONS

Now can I get an encore, do you want more
Cookin raw with the Brooklyn boy
So for one last time I need y'all to roar

Now what the hell are you waitin for
After me, there shall be no more
So for one last time, nigga make some noise

What the hell are you waiting for

[sighs] Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
Knew if I paid my dues, how will they pay you
When you first come in the game, they try to play you
Then you drop a couple of hits, look how they wave to you
From Marcy to Madison Square
To the only thing that matters in just a matter of years (yea)
As fate would have it, Jay's status appears
to be at an all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
When I come back like Jordan, wearin the 4-5
It ain't to play games witchu
It's to aim at you, probably maim you
If I owe you I'm blowin you to smithereeens
Cocksucker take one for your team
And I need you to remember one thing (one thing)
I came, I saw, I conquered
From record sales, to sold out concerts
So muh'fucker if you want this encore
I need you to scream, 'til your lungs get sore

I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I've become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you

I've become so numb
Can I get an encore, do you want more (more...)
I've become so numb
So for one last time I need y'all to roar
One last time I need y'all to roar

26° km - Should I stay or should I go

Combat Rock - The Clash (1982)

E' senza dubbio la canzone di queste settimane a New York City, ogni volta che la nomino mi viene in mente un mio amico DJ che mi racconta che l'unica volta che l'ha messa è successo un putiferio, la gente ha iniziato a pogare e poi a picchiarsi ed è stato cacciato dalla consolle ;-)

A me invece fa proprio venir voglia di correre anche con dieci gradi sotto zero, in una città che sembra tutta squadrata tra Avenues e Street e che invece non torna mai, dove la Broodway tutto a un tratto cambia e si incrocia, la Quinta strada finisce e la Houston gira che sembra una Avenues, dove dal freddo non riesci a fermarti nemmeno un minuto per fare una foto all'alba sull'Hudson River....

Ma perdersi a New York è il minimo, e io, ho già scelto che I go.

Darling you've got to let me know
Should I stay or should I go
If you say that you are mine
I'll be here 'till the end of time
So you've got to let me know
Should I stay or should I go

It's always tease tease tease
You're happy when I'm on my knees
One day is fine and next is black
So if you want me off your back
Well, come on and let me know
Should I stay or should I go

Should I stay or should I go now?
Should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble
And if I stay it will be double
So come on and let me know...

This indecision's bugging me (esta indecision me molesta)
If you don't want me, set me free (si no me quieres, dejame)
Exactly whom I'm supposed to be (digame que tengo ser)
Don't you know which clothes even fit me? (¿sabes que ropas me queda?)
Come on and let me know (me lo tienes que decir)
Should I cool it or should I blow? (¿me debo ir o quedarme?)

Split

Should I stay or should I go now? (¿me entra frio por los ojos?)
Should I stay or should I go now? (¿me entra frio por los ojos?)
If I go there will be trouble (si me voy va a haber peligro)
And if I stay it will be double (si me quedo es doble)
So you gotta let me know (me tienes que decir)
Should I cool it or should I blow? (me entra frio por los ojos)

Should I stay or should I go now? (¿me entra frio por los ojos?)
If I go there will be trouble (si me voy va a haber peligro)
And if I stay it will be double (si me quedo es doble)
So you gotta let me know (me tienes que decir)
Should I stay or should I go?

25° km - Beds Are Burning (4:15)

Beds Are Burning
Midnight Oil - Diesel and Dust (1987)

C'è un remix tedesco del 2004 ma siamo al 25° km e non si può strafare e io vado per l'originale, siamo nel 1987 (ma wikipedia dice 1988, forse io ero avanti quando l'ascoltavo) e Diesel and Dust in realtà nemmeno era primo in classifica ma questo pezzo sui diritti degli Aborigeni Australiani è ancora bello a 18 anni di distanza e se non correte su "The time has come, to say fair's fair, to pay the rent, to pay our share." ma soprattutto come non si fa ad alzarsi dal letto dopo "How do we sleep when our beds are burning"

Out where the river broke
The bloodwood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees

The time has come
To say fairs fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A facts a fact
It belongs to them
Lets give it back

How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep when our beds are burning

Four wheels scare the cockatoos
From kintore east to yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees

(live - on scream in blue
The time has come
A facts a fact
It belongs to us all
Lets give it back)

24° km - Cosmic Girl

Jamiroquai - Travelling without moving

I must've died and gone to heaven
Cos it was a quarter past eleven
On a Saturday in 1999
Right across from where I'm standing
On the dance floor she was landing
It was clear that she was from another time
Like some baby Barbarella
With the stars as her umbrella
She asked me if I'd like to magnetise
Do I have to go star-trekking
Cos it's you I should be checking
So she lazer beamed me with her cosmic eyes

She's just a cosmic girl
From another galaxy
My heart's at zero gravity
She's from a cosmic world
Putting me in ecstasy
Transmitting on my frequency
She's cosmic

I'm scanning all my radars
We'll she said she's from a quasar
Forty thousand million light years away
It's a distant solar system
I tried to phone but they don't list 'em
So I asked her for a number all the same
She said, step in my transporter
So I can teleport ya
All around my heavenly body
This could be a close encounter
I should take care not to flounder
Sends me into hyperspace, when I see her pretty face

She's just a cosmic girl
From another galaxy
My heart's at zero gravity
She's from a cosmic world
Putting me in ecstasy
Transmitting on my frequency
She's cosmic
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face
Sends me into hyperspace when I see her pretty face

She's just a cosmic girl
From another galaxy
Transmitting on my frequency yeah cosmic, oh
Can't you be my cosmic woman?
I need you, I want you to be my cosmic girl
For the rest of time (Fade)

23° km - You can do Magic

America - America Live (1977)

Erano ancora i tempi dei Morgan Studios, dove magari c'erano un bel paio di Rogers mentre registravano uno dei loro ultimi pezzi con la mitica Capitol Records anche se ormai la musica era già abbastanza americana ma il punto è:

You can have anything that you desire

che sia il ventitreesimo km o qualsiasi altra cosa

I never believed in things that I couldnt see
I said if I cant feel it then how can it be
No, no magic could happen to me
And then I saw you

I couldnt believe it, you took my heart
I couldnt retrieve it, said to myself
Whats it all about
Now I know there can be no doubt

You can do magic
You can have anything that you desire
Magic, and you know
Youre the one who can put out the fire

You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
Doo, doo, doo ...

And when the rain is beatin upon the window pane
And when the night it gets so cold, when I cant sleep
Again you come to me
I hold you tight, the rain disappears
Who would believe it
With a word you dry my tears

You can do magic
You can have anything that you desire
Magic, and you know
Youre the one who can put out the fire

You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
Doo, doo, doo ...

And if I wanted to
I could never be free
I never believed it was true
But now its so clear to me

You can do magic
You can have anything that you desire
Magic, and you know
Youre the one who can put out the fire

You know darn well
When you cast your spell you will get your way
When you hypnotize with your eyes
A heart of stone can turn to clay
Doo, doo, doo ...

Youre the one who can put out the fire
Youre the one who can put out the fire
Youre the one who can put out the fire ...

22 ° km - Jump (3' 58")

Madonna, Joe Henry, Stuart Price - Confessions on a danceflor (2006)

Bisogna saltare per continuare ad andare avanti, non sono sicuro che sia scritta per me ma per qualcuno è scritta davvero, più la sento e più me ne convinco

never look back

e soprattutto

The more that you wait, the more time that you waste

e mi viene in mente Neruda

Lentamente muore

Lentamente muore chi diventa schiavo dell'abitudine, ripetendo ogni
giorno gli stessi percorsi, chi non cambia la marca, chi non
rischia e cambia colore dei vestiti, chi non parla a chi non conosce.

Muore lentamente chi evita una passione, chi preferisce il nero su
bianco e i puntini sulle "i" piuttosto che un insieme di emozioni,
proprio quelle che fanno brillare gli occhi, quelle che fanno di uno
sbadiglio un sorriso, quelle che fanno battere il cuore davanti
all'errore e ai sentimenti.

Lentamente muore chi non capovolge il tavolo, chi è infelice sul
lavoro, chi non rischia la certezza per l'incertezza, per inseguire un
sogno, chi non si permette almeno una volta nella vita di fuggire ai
consigli sensati. Lentamente muore chi non viaggia, chi non legge, chi
non ascolta musica, chi non trova grazia in se stesso. Muore lentamente
chi distrugge l'amor proprio, chi non si lascia aiutare; chi passa i
giorni a lamentarsi della propria sfortuna o della pioggia incessante.

Lentamente muore chi abbandona un progetto prima di iniziarlo, chi non
fa domande sugli argomenti che non conosce, chi non risponde quando gli
chiedono qualcosa che conosce.

Evitiamo la morte a piccole dosi, ricordando sempre che essere vivo
richiede uno sforzo di gran lunga maggiore del semplice fatto di
respirare.
Soltanto l'ardente pazienza porterà al raggiungimento di una splendida
felicità.

There’s only so much you can learn in one place
The more that I wait, the more time that I waste

I haven’t got much time to waste, it’s time to make my way
I’m not afraid of what I’ll face, but I’m afraid to stay
I’m going down my own road and I can make it alone
I'll work and I'll fight, Till I find a place of my own

Are you ready to jump?
Get ready to jump
Don’t ever look back, oh baby,
Yes, I’m ready to jump
Just take my hands
Get ready to jump

We learned our lesson from the start, my sisters and me
The only thing you can depend on is your family
And life’s gonna drop you down like the limbs of a tree
It sways and it swings and it bends until it makes you see

Are you ready to jump?
Get ready to jump
Don’t ever look back, oh baby
Yes, I’m ready to jump
Just take my hands
Get ready to, are you ready?

(Spoken:)
There’s only so much you can learn in one place
The more that you wait, the more time that you waste

I'll work and I'll fight till I find a place of my own
It sways and it swings and it bends until you make it your own

I can make it alone(my sisters and me) (repeat 7x)

Are you ready to jump?
Get ready to jump
Don’t ever look back, oh baby
Yes, I’m ready to jump
Just take my hands
Get ready to jump

Are you ready to jump?
Get ready to jump
Don’t ever look back, oh baby
Yes, I’m ready to jump
Just take my hands
Get ready to, are you ready?

21° km - Brand new day (6' 20")

Sting - Brand New Day (1999)

Come faccio a non metterlo sul finire della mezza maratona, sul massimo che ho mai corso in vita mia (almeno fino ad oggi;-)

How many of you people out there
Been hurt in some kind of love affair
And how many times do you swear that you'll never love again?

How many lonely, sleepless nights
How many lies, how many fights
And why would you want to put yourself through all that again?

"Love is pain," I hear you say
Love has a cruel and bitter way
Of paying you back for all the faith you ever had in your brain

How could it be that what you need the most
Can leave you feeling just like a ghost?
You never want to feel so sad and lost again

One day you could be looking
Through an old book in rainy weather
You see a picture of her smiling at you
When you were still together
You could be walking down the street
And who should you chance to meet
But that same old smile that you've been thinking of all day

You can turn the clock to zero, honey
I'll sell the stock, we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day

Turn the clock all the way back
I wonder if she'll take me back
I'm thinking in a brand new way

Turn the clock to zero, sister
You'll never know how much I missed her
Starting up a brand new day

Turn the clock to zero, boss
The river's wide, we'll swim across
Started up a brand new day

It could happen to you - just like it happened to me
There's simply no immunity - there's no guarantee
I say love's such a force - if you find yourself in it
And sometimes no reflection is there

Baby wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute

Turn the clock to zero, honey
I'll sell the stock, we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day

Turn the clock to zero, Mac
I'm begging her to take me back
I'm thinking in a brand new way

Turn the clock to zero, boss
The river's wide, we'll swim across
Started up a brand new day

Turn the clock to zero buddy
Don't wanna be no fuddy duddy
Started up a brand new day

I'm the rhythm in your tune
I'm the sun and you're the moon
I'm a bat and you're the cave
You're the beach and I'm the wave
I’m the plow and you’re the land
You're the glove and I'm the hand
I'm the train and you're the station
I'm a flagpole to your nation - yeah

Stand up all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted every boy and every girl
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Starting up a brand new day

I'm the present to your future
You're the wound and I’m the suture
You're the magnet to my pole
I'm the devil in your soul
You're the pupil I'm the teacher
You're the church and I'm the preacher
You're the flower I'm the rain
You're the tunnel I'm the train

Stand up all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted every boy and every girl
Stand up all you lovers in the world
Starting up a brand new day

You're the crop to my rotation
You're the sum of my equation
I'm the answer to your question
If you follow my suggestion
We can turn this ship around
We'll go up instead of down
You're the pan and I'm the handle
You're the flame and I'm the candle

Stand up all you lovers in the world
Stand up and be counted every boy and every girl
Stand up all you lovers in the world
We're starting up a brand new day

16° km - Ho perso le parole

15° km - The great gig in the sky (4' 47")

14 km - Search for the hero (4' 09")

13° km - Born slippy (7' 33")

Born SlippyUnderworld - Trainspotting soundtrack (1996)

Ho messo la versione originale, quella del 1995 (anche se il film è uscito l'anno dopo al Kama Kama imperversava già mesi prima) anche se sia quella di Paul Oakenfold che quella di Darren Price non sarebbero da meno per un buon tredicesimo chilometro.
Non ho mai ben capito se il titolo fosse davvero il nome di un famoso levriero da corsa inglese, ma so di per certo che a Danny Boyle fece lo stesso effetto che fece a me rendendola il brano simbolo della soundtrack di Trainspotting....
Nasce "scivolando", due soli accordi che si ripetono avvolgenti, rimbalzanti fino al monologo finale del film "Choose life" Diventa un inno, della progressive prima (inutile spiegare a chi legge 42songs di quale progressive sto parlando) e della techno in tutto il mondo poi e ancora oggi a 10 anni e rotti di distanza ha un ritmo che potrebbe far correre anche mia nonna
PS
Da non perdere la versione hardcore ma solo se avete un cuore veramente forte

Drive boy dog boy
Dirty numb angel boy
In the doorway boy
She was a-lipstick boy
She was a-beautiful boy
And tears boy
And all in your inner space boy
You had hands girls boy
And steel boy
You had chemicals boy
I've grown so close to you boy
And you just groan boy
She said come over come over
She smiled at you boy
[repeat]

Let your feelings slip boy
But never your mask boy
Random blonde boy
High density random
blonde boy
Blonde country
Blonde high density
You are my drug boy
You're real boy
Dog dirty dumb cracking boy
You're getting wet boy
Big big time boy
Acid bears boy
Babes and babes
And babes and babes
and babes
And remembering nothing boy
Do you like my tin horn boy
It gets wet like at Angel
derailed

You got a velvet mouth
You're so succelent and beautiful
Shimmering and dirty
Wonderful and hot time
On your telephone line
And God and everything
On your telephone
And in walks an angel

Look at me mum
Squatting pissed in the tube hole
At Tottenham Court Road
I just come out of the Ship
Talking to the most blonde
I ever met
Shouting lager lager lager lager
Shouting lager lager lager lager
Shouting lager lager lager lager
Shouting lager lager lager
Shouting mega mega
White thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega
Shouting lager lager lager lager
Mega mega white thing
Mega mega white thing
So many things to see and do
in the tube hole
The blonde going back
to Romford
Mega mega mega going back
to Romford
Hi mum are you having fun
On your way
To a new age tension headache

12° km - Hai mai (4' 38")

Vasco Rossi - G.Elmi, T.Ferro - V.Rossi- Buoni o Cattivi (2004)

L'unica ragione valida che mi viene in mente per non avere ancora messo Vasco dopo 12.000 metri di corsa è di non bruciarlo subito ma di godermelo solo dopo un pò.

E' incredibile perchè se lo guardo mi sembra di non poter aver veramente niente in comune con uno così, che sembra uscito dalla curva sud dell'Empoli, con quel giubbino arancione e il cappellino militare verde e invece una parola per passo, non si può scendere ormai, bisogna fare tutti gli altri 30 km che mancano, senza sosta, senza compromessi, senza fiato non importa, sicuri di arrivare fino in fondo....

Anche se fosse facile
Io non te lo direi
Non si può scendere
ormai

Sono i dettagli
Quelli che contano
Sono i momenti che
segnano
ognuno può essere
quello che vuole sai
non si può perdere
quel che non hai

hai mai pensato a quello che fai
hai mai guardato a quello che sei
tu non puoi distrarti solo quando vuoi tu
io non mi accontento io voglio di più
e chi dice che è facile
guarda qui
un uomo è così
se fosse così semplice
non sarei
ridotto così
io non mi voglio arrendere
non ci sto
tutto qui
non ci riuscirò
ma credo di sì!

Anche se fosse facile
Io non te lo direi
Ma si può scegliere
Se vuoi
ognuno può essere
quello che vuole sai
non si può perdere
quel che non hai

hai mai dei guai per quello che sei
hai mai dei guai per quello che fai
tu non puoi distrarti solo quando vuoi tu
io non mi accontento io voglio di più
e chi dice che è facile
guarda qui
un uomo è così
se fosse così semplice
non sarei
ancora qui
io non mi voglio arrendere
non ci sto
tutto qui
non ci riuscirò
ma credo di sì!

Post originale del 7/07/2006

11° km - Crazy (3' 39")

CrazyAlanis Morissette - The Collection (2005)
Lo so che è una canzone di Seal (c'è una sua amica -di Seal- che me lo ripete ogni volta che mi sente parlare di questa canzone) ma la versione di Alanis è troppo più adatta alla mia corsa: sarà il remix di James Michael, sarà il video ambientato in un locale di New York, sarà la storia raccontata nel video ma secondo me questi 3 minuti e 39 cantati da questa canadese sono l'unico modo per continuare dopo i primi 10 km pensando che sembra impossibile che tanti passano la vita senza provare a correrla una maratona (e anche senza fare un sacco di altre cose), senza provare a volare.... mentre i miracoli avvengono, anche mentre corriamo...
Maybe...


In a church by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child knows...

A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door,
While those around him criticize and sleep...
And through a fractal on a breaking wall,
I see you my friend and touch your face again,
Miracles will happen as we dream

But we're never gonna survive unless
We get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive unless
We are a little...

Crazy yellow people walking through my head.
One of them's got a gun, shoot the other one.
And yet together they were friends at school
Ohh, get it, get it, get it, no no no!
If I were there when we first took the pill,
Then maybe, then maybe, then maybe, then maybe...
Miracles will happen as we speak.

[Chorus]

Crazy...
No no, we'll never survive, unless we get a little...bit...

In a sky full of people, only some want to fly.
Isn't that crazy?
In a world full of people, only some want to fly.
Isn't that crazy?
Crazy...
In a heaven of people there's only some want to fly.
Isn't that crazy? crazy crazy...crazy...

[Chorus]

No no, we'll never survive unless, we get a little

10° km - Sweet Child O’ Mine Minimal Chic Star Mix (4' 07")

Sweet Child O’ Mine
Gun's & Roses - Minimal Chic Star Mix Flat Pack (2006)

La prima cassetta che ho comprato in vita mia (e l'ho subito regalata per i San Valentino del 1988!)
L'album era Appetite for Destruction (anchio che speravo a regalare un album con un titolo così...)
Quasi 20 anni dopo, al decimo kilometro, un remix così che ha spopolato nei locali tutto l'inverno...
Da sentire a 15 km/h

PS
10km in 47 minuti (il mio personale attualmente è 52 ;-)

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine

Post originale del 27/06/2006