Happy 2012

Últimamente escucho mucho a los Rolling, cada vez me gustan más, y concretamente Happy me tiene loco. La pongo en modo repeat  y no me canso.

Del disco Exile on Main Street (1972), (cumple 40 años, ahí es nada) es de las relativamente menos conocidas, una pequeña rareza cantada por Keith Richards. Desde el instante en que empieza a sonar la música contagia alegría a raudales. La letra, con la que no puedo decir que me sienta identificado, es el manual del perfecto vividor y define a la perfección al viejo Keith.

Feliz 2012 a todos. Be happy.

Well I never kept a dollar past sunset,
it always burned a hole in my pants.
Never made a school mama happy,
never blew a second chance.
I need a love to keep me happy,
Baby, baby keep me happy.

Always took candy from strangers,
didn't wanna get me no trade.
Never want to be like papa,
working for the boss ev'ry night and day.

I need a love to keep me happy,
Baby, baby keep me happy.

Never got a flash out of cocktails,
when I got some flesh off the bone.
Never got a lift out of Lear jets,
when I can fly way back home.

I need a love to keep me happy,
Baby, baby keep me happy.