Folie À Deux

Lunes, 19 de enero de 2009 04:33

Folie À Deux

Folie à deux o trastorno psicótico compartido; es un raro síndrome psiquiátrico en el que un síntoma de psicosis (particularmente una creencia paranoica o delirante) es transmitida de un individuo a otro. Folie á deux es además lo nuevo de Fall Out Boy.

ESCUCHA TU MÚSICA EN INGLÉS, LAS 24 HORAS, AQUÍ

El sucesor del multiplatino Infinity on High se hizo esperar tras la postergación del lanzamiento por las elecciones en U.S. el 4 de noviembre; fecha escogida como estrategia por la banda inicialmente. Folié á Deux arranca con un track oculto y de ahí pasa a un lado más roquero para saltar y gritar en estadios Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes y el tercer track y single principal de éste; I Don’t Care. El trabajo en producción de Neal Avron y Pharrell Williams se hace notar en uno de los temas más rítmicos; She’s My Winona, pero sin duda es el compartido con Elvis Costello el que se lleva los aplausos de la crítica. "What a Catch, Donnie" además cuenta con Travis McCoy de Gym Class Heroes y Brendon Urie de Panic At the Disco. Otra colaboración deluxe es la Debbie Harry de Blondie para el track que cierra el Folie; West Coast Smoker.

Influencia ochentera: presente.
Contundencia: yala!
Marchas para estadios: también.
El Folie á Deux trae un nuevo tipo de locura, que a pesar de partir de 2 (tú y el álbum) se diversifica conforme van pasando los tracks.

Aquí no hay sitio para baladas. Tremendo locurón.

Track listing

1. "Lullabye" (track oculto)
2. "Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes"
3. "I Don’t Care"
4. "She’s My Winona"
5. "America’s Suitehearts"
6. "Headfirst Slide into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet"
7. "The (Shipped) Gold Standard"
8. "(Coffee’s for Closers)"
9. "What a Catch, Donnie"
10. "27"
11. "Tiffany Blews"
12. "W.A.M.S."
13. "20 Dollar Nose Bleed"
14. "West Coast Smoker"

Lyrics:

LULLABYE (track oculto)

Honey is for bee’s silly bear,
besides there’s jelly beans everywhere.
It’s not what it seems in the land of dreams.
Don’t worry your head just go to sleep.
It doesn’t matter how you feel,
life is just a Ferris wheel,
it´s always up and down, don’t make a sound.

When you wake up the world will come around,
when you wake up the world will come around.

It’s just the sweet weather and the peacock feathers and the morning it will all be better.
It’s not what it seems in the land of dreams.
Don’t worry your head just go to sleep.

When you wake up the world will come around,
when you wake up the world will come around.

Honey is for bee’s silly bear,
besides there’s jelly beans everywhere.
It’s not what it seems in the land of dreams,
don’t worry your head just go to sleep.

DISLOYAL ORDER OF WATER BUFFALOES

Fell out of bed
Butterfly bandage
But don’t worry
You’ll never remember
Your head is far too blurry

Put him in the back of a squad car restrain that man
He needs his head put through a catscan
Hey editor, I’m undeniable
Hey doctor, I’m certifiable

I’m a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match, I’m half doomed and you’re semi-sweet

So boycott love
Detox just to retox
I’d promise you anything for another shot at life
Perfect boys with their perfect lives
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy
Wants to hear you sing about tragedy

Little girl
You got me staring odd
Or was that just a telescopic camera nod
Painted dolls
In highway truck stop stalls
Lot lizard scales cool your nightlife moods
All the rookies leave your badge and your gun on the desk
When you leave the room

‘m a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match, I’m half doomed and you’re semi-sweet

Detox
Just to retox
Detox
Just to retox
Detox
Just to retox
Detox
Just to retox

I DON’T CARE

Say my name and his in the same breath
I dare you to say they taste the same
Let the leaves fall off in the summer
And let December glow in flames
Erase myself and let go
Start it over again in Mexico
These friends, they don’t love you
They just love the hotel suites

Now
I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery
I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery

Take a chance let your body get a tolerance
I’m not a chance, put a heat wave in your pants
Pull a breath like another cigarette Pawnshop heart trading up (trading up)
On the oracle in my chest, let the guitar scream like a fascist
Sweat it out, shut your mouth free love on the streets but in the alley it ain’t that cheap

I don’t care just what you think as long as it’s about me
I don’t care just what you think as long as it’s about me
I don’t care (I don’t care)
I don’t care (I don’t care)
I (I) don’t (don’t) care (care)
I (I) don’t (don’t) care (care)
I don’t care, (I don’t care)
I (I) don’t (don’t) care (care)

I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery
I don’t care what you think as long as it’s about me
The best of us can find happiness in misery

SHE’S MY WINONA

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh

Life’s just a pace-car on death
Only less diligent
And when the two collide
It’s no coincidence
The lights are on and everybody’s home
The only thing suicidal here is the doors
We had a good run
Even I have to admit
Life’s just a pace-care on death
Only less diligent

Hell or glory
I don’t want anything in between
Then came a baby boy with long eyelashes
And daddy said you gotta show the world
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder
Woah oh oh
The thunder

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh

We didn’t come to compete
This is a demonstration
Even the young ones become irrelevant
They always bring up how you’ve changed
Never the same person when I go to sleep
As when I wake up
As when I wake up
Bop bop ba dop
Ba dop op ba dop
Ba dop op ba dop
Ba dop op ba dop

Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Wa aoh oh ooh

AMERICA’S SUITEHEARTS

You could have knocked me out with a feather
I’m sure you’ve heard this all before but we’re just hell’s neighbors
Why why why won’t the world revolve around me?
In my dreams trees grow all over the streets

I don’t know much about classic cars
But I’ve got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke
Down, set, one, hut, hut, hike
Media blitz

Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess
I’m in love with my own sins
Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess
I’m in love with my own sins

You can bow and pretend
Like you don’t don’t know you’re a legend
Time time time hasn’t told anyone else yet
Sorry I just let my love loose again

I don’t know much about classic cars
But I’ve got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke
Down, set, one, hut, hut, hike
Media blitz

Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess
I’m in love with my own sins
Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess
I’m in love with my own sins

You could have knocked me out with a feather
I’m sure you’ve heard this all before

Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess
I’m in love with my own sins
Let’s hear it for America’s sweethearts
But I must confess
I’m in love with my own sins

HEADFIRST SLIDE INTO COOPERSTOWN ON A BAD BET

Mr. Sandman showing his beam
When he walks into the room the walls lean in to listen
Surfed out brain waves flick back and forth like old headlights sniffing model glue again
Head like a steel trap
Wish I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t I didn’t
I don’t just want to be a footnote in someone else’s happiness

Does your husband know the way that the sunshine gleams from your wedding band?
Does he know the way
Does he know the way
Of the crickets that would convince me to call it a night?

But I will never end up like him
Behind my back I already am
Keep a calendar, this way you will always know
The last time you came through
Oh darling I know what you’re going through
The last time you came through
Oh darling
Oh darling
Oh darling…

Aw
Tempest in a teacup
Get unique
Peroxide princes shine like shark teeth
It’s a sign (it’s a sign)
It’s a sign (it’s a sign)
It’s a sign-what if you peaked early?

Does your husband know the way that the sunshine gleams from your wedding band?
Does he know the way
Does he know the way
Of the crickets that would convince me to call it a night?
Does he
Does he know the way I worship
Our love?
Does your husband know the way that the sunshine gleams from your wedding band?

Does your husband know?
Does your husband know?
Does your husband know?
Does he know, does he know, does he know? Oh oh…

But I will never end up like him
Behind my back I already am
Keep a calendar, this way you will always know
The last time you came through
Oh darling I know what you’re going through

THE (SHIPPED) GOLD STANDARD

Sometimes I wanna quit this all and become an accountant now
But Im no good at math and besides the dollar is down
Plant palm trees on Lake Michigan before it gets cold
Gotta feel the wind chill again before I get old

I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs
But I’m afraid that someone else will hear me

You can only blame your problems on the world for so long
Before it all becomes the same old song
As soon as we hit the hospital I know were gonna leave this town
Get new passports and get get get get get out now

The yes men said "No comment,"
My mouth got going the wrong way
And all the calls started snowing
The time my dad caught me a horseshoe crab
And I asked him if throwing it back into the sea would bring our luck back

I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs
But I’m afraid that someone else will hear me

Tell that boy Ill leave alone now
Like a stove Ill turn my love down
Supra and the prophet are both in the business of souls (I just wanna be somewhere in between)

I wanna scream I love you from the top of my lungs
But I’m afraid that someone else will hear me

(COFFEE’S FOR CLOSERS)

I can’t explain a thing
I want everything
To change and stay the same
Oh time doesn’t care about anyone or anything
Come together
Come apart
Only get lonely when you read the charts

Oh baby, when they made me
They broke the mold
Girls used to follow me around then I got cold
Throw your cameras in the air
And wave them like you just don’t care

I will never believe in anything again
I will never believe in anything again
Though change will come
Oh change will come
I will never believe in anything again

We will never believe again
Kick drum beating in my chest again
We will never believe again
Preach electric to a microphone stand

I’m a mascot for what you’ve become
I love the mayhem more than the love

Oh baby, when they made me
They broke the mold
Girls used to follow me around then I got cold
Throw your cameras in the air
And wave them like you just don’t care

I will never believe in anything again
I will never believe in anything again
Though change will come
Oh change will come
I will never believe in anything again

Throw your cameras in the air
And wave them cause I just don’t care
Throw your cameras in the air
And wave them cause I just don’t care

We will never believe again
Kick drum beating in my chest again
We will never believe again
Preach electric to a microphone stand

I will never believe in anything again
I will never believe in anything again

WHAT A CATCH, DONNIE

I’ve got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match
What a catch
What a catch

You’ll never catch us so just let me be
Said I’ll be fine til the hospital or American embassy
Ms. Flack, said I still want you back
Ms. Flack, said I still want you back

I’ve got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match
What a catch
What a catch
All I can think of is the way I’m the one who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you

They say the captain goes down with the ship
So when the world ends will God go down with it?
Ms. Flack, said I still want you back
Ms. Flack, said I still want you back

I’ve got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match
What a catch
What a catch
All I can think of is the way I’m the one who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you

Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

I will never end up like him
Behind my back I already am
Keep a calendar this way you will always know…

I’ve got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match
What a catch
What a catch
All I can think of is the way I’m the one who charmed the one
Who gave up on you
Who gave up on you

Gabe: Where is your boy tonight I hope he is a gentlemen, maybe he won’t find out what I know: You were the last good thing about this part of town

Travis: We’re going down down in an earlier round, and sugar we’re going down swinging. I’ll be your number one with a bullet, a loaded God complex cock it and pull it

Brendan: Dance dance, we’re falling apart to half time. Dance dance, and these are the lives you’d love to lead. Dance, this is the way they’d love if they knew how misery loved me.

Doug: This ain’t a scene it’s a goddamn arms race…

Alex: One night and one more time. Thanks for the memories even though they weren’t so great. He tastes like you only sweeter.

William: Growing up…

If home is where the heart is then we’re all just fucked
I can’t remember
I can’t remember
And I want it so bad I’d shoot the sunshine into my veins
I can’t remember
The good old days

And it’s kind of funny
The way we’re wearing anchors on our shirts
When being anchored or bored just feels like a curse

My mind is a safe
And if I keep it in we all get rich
My body is an orphanage
We take everyone in
Doing lines of dust and sweat off last night’s stage
Just to feel like you

Milligrams in my head
Burning tobacco in the wind chasing the direction
Chasing the direction you went
You’re a bottled star
The planets align
You’re just like Mars
You shine in the sky
You shine in the sky

Are all the good times getting gone?
The come and go and go and come and go
Oh yeah I’ve got a lot of friends who are stars
But some are just black holes

My mind is a safe
And if I keep it in we all get rich
My body is an orphanage
We take everyone in
Doing lines of dust and sweat off last night’s stage
Just to feel like you

If home is where the heart is then we’re all just fucked

TIFFANY BLEWS

I’m not a crybaby
I’m the crybaby
A caterpillar that got stuck
Mr. Moth come quick with any luck
A long walk to a dark ha-ha-house
A roman candle heart keep us far apart
I’m cocktail party doing all right
Hate me baby, maybe I’m a piece of art

Oh my friends all lie and say
They only want the best wishes from me
3-2-1, we go live

Oh baby you’re a classic
Like a little black dress
You’re a faded moon
Stuck on a little hot mess
A little hot mess

I can make your heart slow
I can feel the weather in my bones
Wish hard enough I could turn it to what I like
Your pupils big rolling like dice

They say
They only want the best wishes from me
3-2-1, we go live

Oh baby you’re a classic
Like a little black dress
You’re a faded moon
Stuck on a little hot mess
A little hot mess

Not the boy I was the boy I am is just venting venting
Dear gravity you held me down in a starless city

They say
They only want the best wishes from me
3-2-1, we go live

Oh baby you’re a classic
Like a little black dress
You’re a faded moon
Stuck on a little hot mess
A little hot mess

W.A.M.S.

I’m a young one stuck in the thoughts of a young man’s head
When all the others are just awake I’m trying to trick myself to fall asleep again

My head’s in heaven, my soles are in hell
Let’s meet in the purgatory of my head and get well

Hurry
Hurry
You put my head in such a flurry
Flurry
Freckle freckle what makes you so special?
What makes you so special?
I’m gonna leave you
I’m gonna teach you
How we’re all alone
How we’re all alone

Guild me build me
It’s your club so let me in
I want to know the glory or how boring it is
Beneath your skin

My head’s in heaven, my soles are in hell
Let’s meet in the purgatory of my head and get well

How we’re all alone

20 DOLLAR NOSE BLEED

Have you ever wanted to disappear?
And join a monastery
Go out and preach on Manic Street?
Who will I be when I wake up next to a stranger
On a passenger plane?

(Passenger plane)

Permanent jet lag
Please take me back
Please take me back
I’m a stray dog sick
Please let me in
The mad key’s tripping singing vows before we exchange smoke rings
Give me a pen

Call me
Mr. Benzedrine
But don’t let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam
Call me
Mr. Benzedrine
But don’t let the doctor
Don’t let the doctor in

It feels like fourteen carats
But no clarity
When I look at the man who would be king

(The man who would be king)
Goes to the desert
The same war his dad rehearsed
Comes back with flags on coffins and says
"We won, oh we won"

Permanent jet lag
Please take me back
Please take me back
I’m a stray dog sick
Please let me in
The mad key’s tripping singing vows before we exchange smoke rings
Give me a pen

Call me
Mr. Benzedrine
But don’t let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam
Call me
Mr. Benzedrine
But don’t let the doctor
Don’t let the doctor in

Ba ba ba ba benzedrine
Bla bla bla benzedrine
Ba ba ba ba ba benzedrine ah

Only one book really matters
The rest of the proof is on the television

Call me
Mr. Benzedrine
But don’t let the doctor in I wanna blow off steam
Call me
Mr. Benzedrine
But don’t let the doctor
Don’t let the doctor in

WEST COAST SMOKER

Wishes bounce me weightless
The infrared scope on pointlessness
The bulls are sedated
This fight’s fixed
Don’t feel bad for the suicidal cats
Gotta kill themselves 9 times before they get it right
The PA speakers keep my heart heart beating tonight

Oh hell yes
I’m a nervous wreck
The drugs just make me reset
Knock once for the father
Twice for the son
Three times for the holy ghost

Come on in the water’s warm
Come on like a sugar cube but with a kick in the head
Like putting wings on Lead
Your eyes are blocking my starlight
I’m the last of my kind
That’s all that should matter to you

Follow the disorganized religion of my head
And we’ll never get through customs
Let’s just take of again instead
Got my degree in the gutter,
My heart broken in dorms of the ivy league

Oh hell yes
I’m a nervous wreck
The drugs just make me reset
Knock once for the father
Twice for the son
Three times for the holy ghost

Knock once for the father
Twice for the son
Three times for the holy ghost

I’m a nervous wreck
I’m a nervous wreck
I’m a nervous wreck huh
I’m a n-n-nervous wreck
Oh hell yes
I’m a nervous wreck
The drugs just make me reset
Knock once for the father
Twice for the son
Three times for the holy ghost
Three times for the holy ghost
Three times for the holy ghost