Toots and The Maytals – Pressure Drop

Hmm hmm hmm, yeah…
Hmm hmm hmm, yeah…
Hmm hmm hmm, yeah…

It is you (oh yeah)
It is you, you (oh yeah)
It is you (oh yeah)

Cause a pressure drop, oh pressure
Oh yeah pressure drop a drop on you
I say a pressure drop, oh pressure
Oh yeah pressure drop a drop on you

I say when it drops, oh you gonna feel it
Know that you were doing wrong.

Hmm hmm hmm, yeah…
Hmm hmm hmm, yeah…
Hmm hmm hmm, yeah…

I say a pressure drop, oh pressure
Oh yeah, pressure drop a drop on you
I say a pressure drop, oh pressure
Oh yeah, pressure drop a drop on you


Otra más de reggae, de la banda sonora de GTA San Andreas. Ya la había escuchado antes del juego. La letra es simple pero se pega, como suele pasar con las canciones facilonas.

Max Romeo and The Upsetters – Chase the Devil

Lucifer son of the mourning, I’m gonna chase you out of earth!
I’m gonna put on a iron shirt, and chase satan out of earth
I’m gonna put on a iron shirt, and chase the devil out of earth
I’m gonna send him to outa space, to find another race
I’m gonna send him to outa space, to find another race

Satan is an evilous man,
But him can’t chocks it on I-man
So when I check him my lassing hand
And if him slip, I gaan with him hand

I’m gonna put on a iron shirt, and chase satan out of earth
I’m gonna put on a iron shirt, and chase the devil out of earth
I’m gonna send him to outa space, to find another race
I’m gonna send him to outa space, to find another race

Him haffi drop him fork and run
Him can’t stand up to Jah Jah son
Him haffi lef’ ya with him gun
Dig off with him bomb

I’m gonna put on a iron shirt, and chase satan out of earth
I’m gonna put on a iron shirt, and chase the devil out of earth
I’m gonna send him to outa space, to find another race
I’m gonna send him to outa space, to find another race

Satan is a evilous man,
But him can’t chocks it on I-man
So when I check him my lassing hand
And if him slip, I gaan with him hand

I’m gonna put on a iron shirt, and chase satan out of earth
I’m gonna put on a iron shirt, and chase the devil out of earth
I’m gonna send him to outa space, to find another race
I’m gonna send him to outa space, to find another race

Move ya with your gun
Mi sey fe lef’ ya with your bomb, ooh yeah
Move ya with your gun
Mi sey fe lef’ ya with your bomb


Seguro que muchos conocen esta canción por el remix que hicieron The Prodigy hace años, pero no conocían el original. Pues aquí está, parte de la banda sonora de GTA San Andreas.

De vuelta del patíbulo

Otra vez nos jodieron con gastroenterológico, pero vaya gente… Encima que es nuestro último año y es la única asignatura que nos queda pendiente nos ponen preguntas retorcidas, parece que no quieren que tengamos unas vacaciones decentes y librarnos de septiembre. Espero que salga todo bien y apruebe para que los planes que tengo salgan para delante.

The possession of anything begins in the mind
– Bruce Lee

Alea iacta est (y II)

Así se titulaba el post haciendo alusión a mi primer examen de este curso. Esta vez se trata del último examen, Afecciones Médicas II, que comenzará aproximadamente en 7 horas y 47 minutos. Dormí esta tarde un rato, y otra vez me toca estar desvelado. No, tengo que ir a la cama a ver si cojo sueño aunque sea por aburrimiento porque a las 9 me tengo que levantar para prepararme. Ya tocará hacer resumen de todo lo acontecido estos últimos 3 años, pero no ahora…

Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late…