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    Que sí cojones, que eso de MiJacK me lo puse cuando entré por primera vez en internet, con apenas 12 años, buscando las letras del HIStory.

    Hace 10 años salía al mercado ‘Blood on the dance floor’, uno de mis discos favoritos de Michael Jackson, Mitad pop-rock industrial sin mariconadas, mitad remixes insípidos.

    Aún recuerdo cuando salió y me pasé unas cuantas horas escuchando el disco en la ya desaparecida tienda de discos Frudisk de la caller miracruz de San Sebastián. Una de las canciones que más me impactó fue la segunda pista, Morphine.

    Ahora me sorprendo al ver que el torturado hombre color sepia al que un día idolatré hablaba hace ya 10 años de lo que, según los rumores y la conspiranoia le iba a matar, la droga (en formato legal).

    ¿Esto coloca a Jacko entre los mitos Yonkis del rock?

    Os dejo el enlace a Youtube y la letra.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XkQd4zOLnjc

    He got flat baby

    Kick in the back baby

    A heart attack baby

    I need your body

    A hot kiss honey

    He’s just a bitch baby

    You make me sick baby

    So unrelying

    I’m such a swine baby

    All down the line daddy

    I hate your kind baby

    So unreliable

    A hot buzz baby

    He’s one of us baby

    Another drug baby

    You so desire

    Trust in me

    Trust in me

    Put all your trust in me

    You’re doin’ morphine

    Hoo!

    They got place baby

    Kicked in the face baby

    You hate your race baby

    You’re just a liar

    Your every lick baby

    Your dog’s a bitch baby

    You make me sick baby

    You soul survivor

    She never cut from me

    She never cut baby

    I had to work baby

    You just a rival

    Always to please daddy

    Right up and leave daddy

    You’re thorwing shame daddy

    So undesirable

    Trust in me

    Just in me

    Put all your trsut in me

    You’re doin’ morphine

    Go’on babe

    Relax

    This won’t hurt you

    Before I put it in

    Close your eyes and count to ten

    Don’t cry

    I won’t convert you

    There’s no need to dismay

    Close your eyes and drift away

    Demerol

    Demerol

    Oh God he’s taking demerol

    Demerol

    Demerol

    Oh God he’s taking demerol

    He’s tried

    Hard to convince her

    To be over what he had

    Today he wants it twice as bad

    Don’t cry

    I won’t resent you

    Yesterday you had his trust

    Today he’s taking twice as much

    Demerol

    Demerol

    Oh God he’s taking demerol

    Hee-hee-hee

    Demerol

    Demerol

    Oh my Oh God it’s Demerol

    Hee

    Oooh

    Oh!

    He got shit baby

    Your dog’s a bitch baby

    You make me sick baby

    You are a liar

    Is truth a game daddy

    To win the fame baby

    It’s all the same baby

    You’re so reliable

    Trust in me

    Trust in me

    Put all your trust in me

    She’s doin’ morphine

    Hoo!

    You just sit around just talkin’ nothing

    You’re takin’ morphine

    Hoo!

    Go’on baby

    You just sit around just talking about it

    You’re takin’ morphine

    Hoo-hoo!

    Just sit around just talking nothing about it

    You’re takin’ morphine

    You just sit around just talking about it

    You’re taking morphine

    You just sit around just talkin’ nothin’

    And takin’ morphine

    Hoo-hoo

    I’m going down baby

    You’re talkin’ Morphine

    Go’on baby!

    Hoo!

    Hoo!

    Morphine!

    Do it!

    Hoo!

    He’s takin’ morphine

    Morphine!

    Morphine!