Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros.
Después como de andar pensando por más de media hora, decidí que la mejor descripción de un lugar es por medio de la música, ya que la música nos lleva a imágenes que jamás hemos pensado y la vez nos tocan algún recuerdo en particular. Y ¿por que no? tambien nos impacta e impresiona, nos hace identificar con ese espacio determinado. Por alguna razón se me paso esta canción por la cabeza. Particularmente me recuerda al Centro de Bogotá en los días de lluvia.
La pregunta es ¿tu con que canción identificas a Bogotá?
Ramshackle Day Parade.
Muffle the drums.. and hope the new century comes…?
Was it all the amphetamine presidents and their busy wives
Or did Manhattan crumble the day Marilyn died?
All your life you dreamed a dream
Somehow connected with the silver screen
With half closed eyes you realise
It’s love in the life that is paradise
In a technicolour fade - I dream a parade
Like some flob house - bop house serenade
Every dog must have his day
Ramshackle day parade
We’re going on through
Ramshackle day parade
This is the Ramshackle day parade
Of all those lost, unborn and unmade
And whose heads got filled with neon lava
And remain buried under this road
Ramshackle day parade
Taking the freight elevator from the incinerators
Come all the hopped up G-men riding refrigerated alligators
Faces of the civil wars
In holograms holding 44’s
And after the deranged cowboys
Bring out the banners of Stalingrad
Bring out the banners of Stalingrad
Here comes the marching band - The band of the underhand
This is the Ramshackle day parade
Ramshackle day parade
