Nomás vine por una malteada de plátano...

Así luce la cara de un playlist tradicional de Galaxy fm... Este en particular es para el Friday Night de esta noche... es orgullosamente el número sesenta y cinco... en tres años hemos enviado más de 5,000 canciones por medio de las ondas radiofónicas en Los Mochis...

No olviden sintonizar el 94.3 de fm en su radio, a partir de las 8:15 de la noche en esta ciudad... recuerden, mañana sábado estaremos a la misma hora con la misma programaciòn de hoy... ahora tenemos más de 50 nuevas canciones de diversas partes del mundo; no hay razòn para dejar pasar esta oportunidad de sintonizar Galaxy fm...

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Una de las últimas canciones en entrar a este playlist fue Trip to the Golden Arches de los Bromheads Jacket; este trio es de Sheffield, Inglaterra. Tienen un estilo parecido a los Arctic Monkeys y Milburn, aunque ellos dicen que su más grande influencia es Jon Mclure a.k.a Reverend and The Makers.

Este mp3 estarà disponible solamente siete días a partir de hoy, con un límite de cien descargas.

Bromheads Jacket - Trip to the Golden Arches.mp3

Cos all the cars are slowing up And now the lights are going red And all these stupid little thoughts start swimming through my head The girl in front's doing her lippy in the mirror there A wide boy cruises up and he stops just to have a stare Meanwhile the girl behind him's had enough and starts to beep Sticks her finger out the window and starts shouting things On the other side of the road two cars have had a prang And in the middle of all this I'm just trying to stay calm Cos who'd have thought you could have so much fun Staring at two red lights Wishing that you had a gun Oh it wasn't supposed to turn out like this I only popped out for a banana milkshake And a supersized pack of chips It wasn't supposed to turn out like this Cos now my back's really starting to ache Yeah my eyes are getting heavy and I can't stay awake The DJ on the radio's really starting to vex me And if nobhead gets any closer then he's gonna scratch me Cos I can feel the pressure rising, like that film, falling down The light's are green brainchild, what you waiting for? Cruising around in your X5 Jeep with your 14" rims And your cream leather seats With your starbucks in one hand and your 6310 in the other Whats your problem, you stupid mother? Cos who'd have thought you could have so much fun Staring at two red lights Wishing that you had a gun Oh, it wasn't supposed to turn out like this I only popped out for a banana milkshake And a supersized pack of chips It wasn't supposed to turn out like this Cos now my blood pressures up and my eyes have gone red I've got rage on the brain, I need to get myself set There's a copper on the corner I think he's seen me on the phone What's that? 3 points, 60 quid! I should have stayed at home Cos who'd have thought you could have so much fun staring at two red lights Wishing that you had a gun Oh, it wasn't supposed to turn out like this I only popped out for a banana milkshake and a supersized pack of chips It wasn't supposed to turn out quite like this