Justin&Gaga Spain: Gaga twitteo

lunes, 31 de octubre de 2011

Gaga twitteo

Screw Hollywood. It's all about Bollywood.

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Applause|ARTPOP

Applause;

[Verse 1:]

I stand here waiting for you to bang the gong

To crash the critic saying "is it right or is it wrong?"

If only fame had an I

V, baby could I bear

Being away from you, I found the vein, put it in here

[Chorus:]

I live for the applause, applause, applause

I live for the applause-plause

Live for the applause-plause

Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me

The applause, applause, applause

[Post-Chorus:]

Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)

Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch

[Verse 2:]

I've overheard your theory "nostalgia's for geeks"

I guess sir, if you say so, some of us just like to read

One second I'm a Koons fan, suddenly the Koons is me

Pop culture was an art, now art's in pop culture in me

[Chorus:]

I live for the applause, applause, applause

I live for the applause-plause,

Live for the applause-plause

Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me

The applause, applause, applause

[Post-Chorus:]

Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)

Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch

[Bridge:]

Ooh-ooh

Touch, touch

Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh

Touch, touch now

Ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo

Ooh-ooh

[Chorus:]

I live for the applause, applause, applause.

I live for the applause-plause,

Live for the applause-plause.

Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me.

The applause, applause, applause.

[Post-Chorus:]

Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)

Give me that thing that I love (turn the lights on)

Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make it real loud)

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch (make it real loud)

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Make it real loud

(A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E) Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch

A-R-T-P-O-P

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pco91kroVgQ

ARTPOP:

VERSE 1
Free my mind, ARTPOP
You make my heart stop
Come to me, in all your glamour and cruelty
Just do that thing that you do
And I'll undress you
Give it time, sometimes the simple's smooths right
The melody will get you Can I rescue you?

PRE-CHORUS
A hybrid can withstand these things
My heart can beat with bricks and strings
My artpop could mean anything

CHORUS

We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
ARTPOP, ARTPOP, ARTPOP.

VERSE 2

Come to me, without a sub-tech and fantasy
Just do that thing that you do
For my love is you.
Love is fly,
I’ve flown my beaches with lover's side
Look at the better you choose
And profit you.

PRE-CHORUS
A hybrid can withstand these things
My heart can beat with bricks and strings
My artpop could mean anything
Could try to sell you eye or eye
I’ll show all more reasons why my artpop could mean anything.

CHORUS
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
ARTPOP, ARTPOP, ARTPOP.

We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
ARTPOP, ARTPOP, ARTPOP.

BRIDGE
Brushing your darkness won't help you create your destiny
of super Artpop could mean anything, anything.
I try to sell myself, but I am really loud
Maybe because I just hope that music’s not from bling
Music's not from bling

CHORUS
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
ARTPOP, ARTPOP, ARTPOP.

We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
We could, we could, belong together (ARTPOP)
ARTPOP, ARTPOP, ARTPOP.

POST-CHORUS
Free my mind, ARTPOP
You make my heart stop.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YF8jQqcpNT4

P.N

lunes, 31 de octubre de 2011

Gaga twitteo

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