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A ver, yo entiendo que hay cosas que nos gustan más que otras, y no hay vuelta de hoja. Pero no entiendo eso de poca presencia del nuevo disco cuando toda la primera parte del show lo toma como estandarte, cuando pretenden (en mi opinión, fallidamente) que EBW al piano sea uno de los momentos álgidos de la noche. Y teniendo ese "Bullet" tan teatralizado como bestial, esos "Bad" a veces, ese inicio con "Gloria" o "Out of control", lo de normalito se escapa de mi entendimiento.

Eso no lo tenías ya en Vertigo Tour? :-)

De hecho la canción ha cambiado hasta de significado.

"So this boy comes up to me
His face red like a rose on a thorn bush
A young man with a young mans blush
Young boy looked a lot like me

And hes pulling the dollar bills outta my hand
Patting me down
Patting me down
He says, You have more than you need.
You got one hundred.
You got two hundred.
Three hundred.
And I can see those private planes.
I can see those private planes.
And you're in one of those private planes, aren't ya?
Hes right.
And I'm off a flight from Davos, Switzerland
I'm in the lobby of the Belvedere Hotel
Where a jazz man breathes into a saxophone
While everybody stares at their cell phone
And in my ear the young boy groans
Outside its America
Outside is America

As I step outside
The snow is falling like a curtain of silence
I'm on the other side of the barricade now
I'm on the other side of the barricade to myself
Age 19
N-n-n-n-nineteen
On the other side of the barricade to myself
Age 19
And I try to tell the young man
That ideas deserve a plan
And to build a better world
Gonna take every woman and man
Its gonna take you, and me
The reds and the greens
The nows and the evers and the yet to bes
The where you goin'?
The where you been?
The living and the dead and the unseen
The somebodies, the nobodies
The who's who, the gentile and the Jew
The gays and the straights
The sevens and the eights
The nines and the tens
The dollars and the yen
I feel like a fraud
But I know that I'm not
I try to do my very best with everything that Ive got
Which is not a lot
I'm telling ya [???]
Which is not a lot
Trying to step, get caught
And trying to not get caught
With my pants down
And my hands up
And my hands up
Any second now things are going to erupt
So I run
I run
Into the arms
Of America