Trip Filmography

• ManPlay: MP-008 (2003)

Trip, The Filmography

• Terzo canale (1970)

Trip

Cast

• Antonia San Juan
• Ágatha Ruiz de la Prada
• Iván Armesto
• Jesulín de Ubrique
• Lucía Hoyos
• José 'El Francés'
• Rossy de Palma
• Yvonne Reyes
• Antonia Dell'Atte
• Manuel Bandera
• Ismael Beiro
• Andrés Pajares
• Anabel Alonso
• Fernando Esteso
• Bibiana Fernández
• Ana Fernández
• Ania Iglesias
• Loles León
• Olvido Gara
• Tamara
• María Galiana
• Jesús Vázquez
• Juan y Medio
• Niña Pastori

• Episode : (2000-12-01)
  Spain:1 December 2000...
• Episode : (2000-10-20)
  Spain:20 October 2000...
• Episode : (2000-12-15)
  Spain:15 December 2000...
• Episode : (2000-11-03)
  Spain:3 November 2000...
• Episode : (2000-10-13)
  Spain:13 October 2000...
• Episode : (2000-12-08)
  Spain:8 December 2000...
• Episode : (2000-11-24)
  Spain:24 November 2000...
• Episode : (2000-11-17)
  Spain:17 November 2000...
• Episode : (2000-10-07)
  Spain:7 October 2000...
• Episode : (2000-11-10)
  Spain:10 November 2000...

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Trip - Harem Scarem
• Trip - Smash Mouth
• Trip - Hedley
• Trip - The Echoing Green
• Trip - Ramp
• Trip - Big Kenny
• Trip - Bliss 66
• Trip - West Indian Girl
• Trip - Union Underground
• Breath - Trip
• Applecheeks - Trip
• Who's That - Trip
• The Gambler - Trip
• Summer Sundays - Trip
• River Phoenix - Trip
• Rented - Trip
• Olympic Breakfast - Trip
• Laundromat - Trip
• Go Away - Trip

Trip
(Lesperance)
Hey there shut the door on your way out
Cause this is getting shameful
And I feel I don't know my name and number
I was standing there with my two cents
And now I'll never get to spend it
Cause it seems like checkmate
This game is over
And now you're fading out of sight
You can hate it if you want to
You'd sell your shoes to get it right
Yeah right...like I believe in anything anyway
Oh yeah I know what you're thinking
Save me the same old trip to nowhere
Cause I'm not going anywhere
Surprise surprise I gave in
And once again you'll get your own way
Cause I know you'll only take it anyway
Lately things are changing around here
I'm in need of a vacation
I mean I don't know why my friends are
I can't see it get any better
I'm losing my direction

Making faces from across the room
Look at me looking at you
What's your name, my name too
I'm getting the chills sitting next to you
Shake myself in your soul
The blood in your veins
The smell your clothes
What am I suppose to do
There's nothing left for me to choose
Make my move or walk away
Once again with out a date
Is it me or do I smell
I had a shower the other what the hell, is going on
Just where do I belong
I don't really care
Get outta my hair, get outta my hair
Smoke my cigarettes and drive my car
Flick your ashes on my bedroom floor
Wear my underwear, steal my shirts
I think it's love and then you burp
If I died you'd probably spit on my grave
And date my friends the very next day
Your always complaining that I'm not home
When I try to call you on the telephone
My pants are falling my socks don't fit
I can't seem to walk with out having to trip over you
Just what am I gonna do
I don't really care
Get outta my hair, get outta my head
What is said, what is done
I take it on the run
I won't apologize
I won't be telling lies
How could you, why would you
Take advantage of and leave me of my love
Then leave
Smash my windows and keyed my car
And outta the blue you send a birthday card
What's a man suppose to do
When all I get is grieve from you
Playing games and trashin' my
Who could it be
Hopefully nobody for me
I don't really care
Get outta my hair

Some say love is not for sinners
I believe that isn't true
'Cause when I was finished sinning
Love came down and showed me you
And you told me how to get there
So I tried to find a way
Then I ran into your garden
But I tripped out the gate
I tripped out the gate
What are you doing to me?
I'm so into you and the hardest part is
Knowing that I'll never follow through
You're slowly killing me and I wish it wasn't true
'Cause I'm so into you, 'cause I'm so into you
Like a ton of bricks, it hit me
And woke me from this dream
No matter how hard I tried to wash my hands
I could never get 'em clean
I could never get 'em clean
What are you doing to me?
I'm so into you and the hardest part is
Knowing that I'll never follow through
You're slowly killing me and I wish it wasn't true
'Cause I'm so into you
Can you hear me?
'Cause I can't change what I'll always be
What are you doing to me?
I'm so into you and the hardest part is
Knowing that I'll never follow through
You're slowly killing me and I wish it wasn't true
'Cause I'm so into you, I'm so into you

You may find
when things start to come apart
and you've not time
to hold on to what you've got
that sometimes life can be so unkind
It's not time
to step down from where you are
'Cause you've got dreams
you'll see that are not so far
sometimes you'll find
that things are alright
so don't fight...
and don't trip
and don't fall down
so don't trip
and don't hold on to the ground
so don't...trip
London Bridge is not always falling down
but you might feel
that your turn will come around
and sometimes you're right -
the world is unkind
You might feel
that bright days are hard to top
and you can pray
that these days will never stop
but sometimes you'll find
rainy days are alright
so don't fight...
and don't trip
and don't turn this song around

I, I rom through everywhere
I, I've quitted stop taking care
Cause I, I've used up all my strenght
From life I'm gone into this dawn
Trying just to keep on hanging on
Tied walking through this night
So afraid of my life
In this trip I try to see
I, I try to breath again
Yeah I, I try to start once again
Cause I, I have to have some faith
To pray for a goal for the day for a sight
To leave everything to feel right
Tied walking through this night
So afraid of my life
In this trip I try to see
So I face my face on the mirror's day
In search of a gleam of a smile
Of my pure lost innocence
Of all that I had left behind
But wishes are far away
Away from what they used to be
Now from life from existence
Nothing else I can see... So I
Free myself
Away to feel
Something new
Tied walking through this night
So afraid of my life
In this trip I try to see
10. friendly word
Friend these words I write and think of you
In all the pain my silence dragged you into
I can't belive now, how could I have been so cold?
To you my friend, to close my eyes to leave you all alone
So down I felt ashamed
afraid to try
To share my love
A word, a smile
Friend this blame, this cross I bear with me
Remembering your face, this truth now I start to see
These are things that we think but they aren't quite the same
And moral can be so immoral, insane
To judge to chose this love we can exchange
So wrong I felt ashamed
afraid to try
To share my love
A word, a smile
Now friend I understand
How love can change a man
How strong can be a word
A friend, a friendly word

Well if Hell is just a place down below
Then tell me why should I go
When I could just go back to California
Just go back to California
And if Heaven is just a place up in the sky
Then tell me why should I go
When I could drive my car to Colorado
Drive my car to Colorado
And if Dorothy and little Toto met the wizard because
Well, they found a place called Oz
Well I could pack my bags and fly to Kansas
Pack my bags and fly to Kansas
And if Paradise is just a place where I'm happy all the time
Frolicking in the sunshine, oh and the peacefulness I find
Well, it's sweeter than red wine
Then I might as well stay here and love you
Think I'll just stay here and love you
So let the ocean swallow California
The mountains fall in Colorado
Let tornadoes rip through Kansas
I'll just stay right here and love you
Yeah, who needs California
And it's way too cold in Colorado
And Kansas, well it's too flat
Yeah, I think I'll just stay here and love you
And your amber waves
I think I'll just stay here and love you

I see you start to trip to the 13th floor
it's runnin through your veins
but you still want more
lookin' for the wings that can make you fly
you wanna hold the world
and kiss the sky
well hey hey hey..
well hey hey
everyody jump inside
everybody touch the sky
somebody's gone insane
everybody's dancin' in the rain
You've got bloodshot eyes
and a heavy heart
long sleeves covering
your needle marks
broken dreams
and an empty hope
how does it feel when you start to choke?
well hey hey hey
well hey hey
everybody jump inside
everybody touch the sky
somebody's gone insane
everybody's dancin' in the rain
well hey hey hey
well hey hey
well hey hey hey
now you wish that you'd never came
'cause now you know you'll never be the same
now you wish that you'd never came
'cause now you're never gonna be the same
everybody jump inside
everybody touch the sky
somebody's gone insane
everybody's dancin' in the
everbody jump inside
everybody touch the sky
somebody's gone insane
everybody's dancin' in the rain
the rain
the rain

Alone on a hill in the summer time
You could dial your mind &
Listen to thoughts made young & pure
Moments never lived til we forgive
A part of ourselves we could never be
Alone for hours, centuries waiting for the world
To live & die
We are in an ocean
Slow down you'll be alright
A tidal wave of emotion
It's summertime, let's trip tonight
You've been fucked your whole life
Never looked around to see the crowd
As beautiful to give away your heart they
Couldn't find
People, all those people and
Everyone is free
It's so hard to leave, waiting for the
World to kiss the sky
We are in an ocean
Slow down, you'll be alright
A tidal wave of emotion
It's summertime, let's trip tonight
We are in an ocean

Hey I'm a selfish servant low
They lied a fear and loathing
A chosen one it's so undone
Load your gun the damage done
Never me they will fail to see
I will get so high that I trip with jesus
Apathy and a bitter me I will fail to see
That he walks among us
So what save it for your own
Are you happy man I am
Watch me fly I'm Superman
It's such a bore when I'm bringin' down that horse
Just let me bleed one more just one more
It's such a shame that it is this way
I'm a junkie God is gay
Hate to bleed but it heals my pain
Whatever man never never never never
Never me they will fail to see
I will get so high that I trip with jesus
Apathy and a bitter me I will fail to see
That he walks among us
trip with jesus

Breathe
He thinks there's too many Christmases and not enough Grinches
As he studies the back of the Alcha Seltzer pack while watching his drink fizz
His cold fingers turn the radio down a bit 'cos he's sick of Dusty Springfield
A drunken Santa Claus stumbles past
And then spits onto his windshield
He hates driving ambulances, the truth is he should've been scuba-diver
Today he even took the
Batteries out his walkie-talkie to avoid his supervisor
But he's pretty good at his job and over the years has saved a bunch of
people
Only last week he persuaded some crazy guy not to jump off St. Pauls cathedral
I will breathe for you
I can resuscitate you
But who breathes for me? I think I’m suffocating
I will breathe for you
I can resuscitate you
But who breathes for me?
Who breathes for me?
But ever since Angela’s funeral his uniform got a few more creases in it
And his ambulance is too warm after his shift so he usually
Falls asleep in it
And when he does go back to his flat there's a freezer packed full of TV dinners
And he may collapse with a tad
Of indigestion but least he never has to clean the dishes
I will breathe for you
I can resuscitate you
but who breathes for me? I think I’m suffocating
I will breathe for you
I can
Resuscitate you
But who breathes for me?
Who breathes for me?
Recently his uniform's got more creases in it
He's been sleeping in it
Recently his uniforms got more creases in it
He's been

Applecheeks
He picked her up a nice bunch of motorway roses
And they stumbled into a photo booth and pulled some funny poses
He told her about his christian rock group, guns and moses
He's glad she laughs at his crummy jokes 'cos no-one else does
As they went into the ghost-train at the fair she started playing footsie
When they came out he was wearin' her lip balm like
He was tootsie
Then they got stuck on the ferris wheel and laughed at by the gypsies
But she had her i-pod so they sat and
Just listened to the pixies /
Teenagers in love all dewy eyed
And she looks prettiest when she is shy
She's got those apple-cheeks from the cold
She's got those apple-cheeks from the cold
She better button up her coat
She better button up her coat
So they went to the cinema on Saturday to watch a matinee in Chiswick
The kinda girl who out the Jones' prefers Indiana to Bridget
They came out of the first flick and then snuck into another one
And whenever she got bored she French kissed him her Bubble-gum
And afterwards they carved their names onto a park bench
But in brackets they put Louis Lane & Clark Kent
And if you'd seen them at the station it would've made you heart wrench
Shivering on the platform 'cos they missed the last train /
Teenagers in love all duey eyed
And she looks prettiest when she is shy
She's got those apple-cheeks from the cold
She's got those apple-cheeks from the cold
She better button up her coat

Who's That?
Who's that sitting at the bus-stop
Look at his mug shot
Looks like he's been mugged off
Woken up at night by the guard dogs
Plus he's got a pile of old broken alarm clocks
I can't even be bothered to
Read a book, write , clean or to cook
Feel like I’m Steve Mcqueen on foot
Look in my cupboards nothing but cheese and custard
My feet reek like Dijon mustard
So who's that sitting at the bus-stop
While his mums dog take a pee on his Dunlops
I lost my cherry to the solo in November rain
And I’ll always die hard like I’m John Mclane
So come on traffic lights go green
And come on STD test be clean
And pretty please Mr. Washing machine
Do your thing and take those funny stains off a my jeans
So come on mum, just leave that prick and
Come home sis at least for a bit
In school I was cool with geography and punch-ups
Picked on by the boy with the transformer lunch box
Who's that sitting at the bus-stop
Look at his mug-shot
It looks like he's been mugged off
Woken up at night by the guard dogs
Plus he' got a pile of old broken alarm clocks
Ey yo I stuff down a big fat breakfast that'd be fit for a builder
I got a crush on the waitress here a bit like Hillsborough
So when I dust I tip a couple of silvers
But I 'aint got a chance 'cos she looks like a film-star
But one fine day I’ll be a wealthy fellow
And then my piss-streak will a healthy yellow
But until then it's just me and my neighbours cello
Don't put your drinks on the table, please use my demo
Who's that sitting at the bus-stop look at his mug-shot
Looks like he's been mugged off
Woken up at night by the guard dogs
Plus he's got a pile of old broken alarm clocks
So I guess it's just me and the fruit machine
would someone please turn down the human-league
I’m trying to win some loot to get a new TV
So I can sit around all day and watch QVC

The Gambler
I’m out on this ledge
With my hands out stretched
My feet together
I’ve reached my tether
Take a deep breath
My cheeks get redder
The pavement will spell it I don't need no letter
I gambled everything and now I’ve got nothing
If I was watching, I’d probably take odds on me jumping
I shuffle to the edge, I’m fifty story's up
And I think this is the end, 'cos I think I wanna jump
Would someone please..
Will they call my home and
Say I won't be back again
Will they call my home and
Say I won't be back again
Will they call my home and
Say I won't be back again
Will they call my home and
Say I won't be back again /
Now I know by my standards
That's loads of by-standers
I look down and see the crowd talking in sign language
In the wind my tie's flapping
I can see lights flashing
I feel my tears stick to my eye-lashes
There's no going back on this look s like I’m still jumping
I’ve done the mathematics on it like good will hunting
And all I can hear in my head is unchained melody
Which is strange 'cos I never fell in love with anybody
I left some funeral money and cleaned my flat
Plus a note with the neighbor asking her to clean my flat
I got summer time butter-flies 'cos winters waiting for me
It's a starry night like vincent painted it for me
The bachelor
Who never asked for anything spectacular
I hope they have to peel me off the pavement with a spatchelor
I’m about to risk everything and I’ve never felt happier
Yet I’ve never felt angrier
My name is the gambler
Would someone please..
Will they call my home and
Say I won't be back again
Will they call my home and
Say I won't be back again
Will they call my home and
Say I won't be back again
Will they call my home and

Summer Sundays
Break out the take out
It's ten past eight now
I swear the weather-man just said my name out
My beds covered in red wine stains and
She's got kind off a meg ryan face to her
Search for my pen and pull out my ryhme book
Perch on the bed and add a few lines to it
She pulls me near and kisses me with sour breath
Whispeing in my ear something 'bout the shower-head
This is like when Clarence and Alabama met
True romance that happened in a nano-sec
Broken curtain rails and chairs knocked over
And up the stairs I spy a trail of clothes I
Lie on my pillow exhale the smoke why
Open the window when the sex smells dope and
Off back to sleep she goes
I was wrong she looks more like a blonde Catherine Zeta-Jones /
At last we picked a spot
Summer Sundays where the sun stays out past six o clock
She sun bathes I sit and watch her and some days
She looks in some ways like a ..
So the airs rich with drink and perfume
My English version of Ingrid Bergman
I’m certain when I fall asleep she's Rita Hayworth
But when I wake up she's Elizabeth Taylor
She's Jessica Rabbit, she's double any bond girl
She's Bridget Bardot she's Marylyn Monroe
But the fact is though thats not why I fell for her
'Cos no actress can act like she acts like herself /
At last we picked a spot
Summer Sundays where the sun stays out past six o clock
She sunbathes I sit and watch her

River Phoenix
Mikes mum used to say the Beatles weren't the same now John’s gone
And all that's really left is Paul McCartney and his frog song
Mike thinks she's not wrong
As he puts some clean socks on
And looks into the mirror he pops all his greasy spots on
He hums along to a cheesy rock song
Combing his hair, how much Ralph Lauren? Screw it put lots on
He's already put a sign on his door so
His friends don't knock for him
Mikey must likey this girl lots then /
Try not to wake up mike
'Cos last night the girl he likes cried
Turns out he didn't get a kiss goodnight 'cos River Phoenix died
So later that night mike took her to this Italian place in Queens-way
She had the pizza
Magherita
And he had the sea-bait
She said she was a libra , and that her favorite band was green-day
And she rarely drank either, so that made her a cheap date
They flirted with some cheese-cake
And then they left at nine
And he walked her home back to her road just near Kensal Rise
And just before he kissed her, her little sister ran outside
With tears in her eyes
She said River Phoenix has died
Try not to wake up mike
'Cos last night the girl he likes cried
Turns out he didn't get a kiss good-night 'cos River Phoenix died
Mike never got to kiss her

Rented
They spent that Thursday morning, yawning, channel-surfing, and slagging off all the bands
She got lips like Audrey Hepburn and she tastes of strawberry jam
He tries to put on a Geordie accent 'cos he knows she always laughs at it
She likes the sound of music but she says she always skips the nazI bit
She does French crosswords and when she wears his t-shirts they look like dresses on her
And if the sun comes out her nose gets those little brown freckles on it
Her 21st birthday was coming up and he didn't know what to get for her
So he wrote her a song and in that song there was this bit where he said to her..
I’m looking for your face in crowded places
I’m double-taking all these random strangers
And since I left you at Victoria station
You've rented my head out
rented my head out
And on his mobile phone next to her name he's put the letter x in
'Cos she always puts kisses in-between all the words when she texts him
And she wakes up when his asthma's bad and gets him his Ventolin
And gently rubs his back and rests there on the edge of the bed with him
And sometimes her joints get achey and she lets him stretch them for her
And she falls asleep during horror films with her head rested on him
And for her 21st birthday coming up he still didn't know what to get for her
So he wrote her a song, and in that song he meant it when he said to her..
I’m looking for your face in crowded places
I’m double taking all these random strangers
And since I left you at Victoria station
You've rented my head out

Olympic Breakfast
Olympic breakfast at £8.99
Olympic breakfast I’m waiting for mine
Olympic breakfast from six till nine
So don't say anything until it arrives
The milky tea stings my lips as I take a sip
While Chris is flicking through the menu taking ages to pick
He tells me to quit being such an impatient git
Then he quips he's only hear 'cos he thinks the waitress is fit
I take the ketchup and I shake it a bit
Listening the radio sing and the bacon spit
Then Kate comes in with all of her make-up smeared and makes paper air-planes out of todays gazette
I got..
Knife and fork in my hands just like a drummer
How can you talk? When I’m about to die of hunger
Where's my..
Olympic breakfast at £8.99
Olympic breakfast I’m waiting for mine
Olympic breakfast from six till nine
So don't say anything until it arrives
I’m waiting for a breakfast the size of Texas
While a reckless Chris has decided to text message all of his ex's
Kate's talking about her necklace
That's why my face remains expressionless
Now I know what depression is
I’m still waiting for a breakfast the size of Texas
While chris still hasn't got a reply from any of his ex's
Kate's still talking about her necklace
Now I know what depression is
Would some-one please tell me where my breakfast is?
Knife and fork in my hands just like a drummer
How can you talk when I’m about to die of hunger
Where's my ?
Olympic breakfast at £8.99
Olympic breakfast I’m waiting for mine
Olympic breakfast from six till nine

Laundromat
She only had on a smile when she had an orgasm
At the Laundromat
Just her and the tumble driers getting horny
At the Laundromat
Today is laundry day for Christian
He puts in the itchy Christmas jumpers that his daft aunty still knits him
Two pairs of white Calvin Klein’s with the skids in
Plus the beer stained jeans with the rips in
After last night’s knees up
Christian ain’t feelin’ so clean-cut
He gets off the bus freezing cold in his t-shirt
And walks into the Laundromat and that's when he sees her
Reachin' down from the tumble drier turnin' the speed up
She only had on a smile when she had an orgasm
At the Laundromat
Just her and the tumble driers getting horny
At the Laundromat
Today Katie has to clean her uniform
But when she woke up this morning, Katie felt horny as a unicorn
She got her skirts, tops, socks and swimwear
But when she arrived at the Laundromat there was no-body in there
So Katie broke some change and turned the machine on
But all that waiting and vibrating turned Katie’s machine on
So when Christian walked in, Katie was getting her scream on
And the windows of the Laundromat had plenty of steam on
She only had on a smile when she had an orgasm
At the Laundromat
Just her and the tumble-driers getting horny

Go Away
October 87 in a South West London cul-du-sac
When mum had her hair like Cher, and those jackets with shoulder pads
Dad snorted the mortgage and the hurricane stole my cat
And my sister started hanging out with all these older lads
At school all I ever gave a crap about was Donkey-Kong and Thunder-Cats
I got jumped in my lunch break and hung up by my under-pants
And all this Peter-Pan ever wanted, was a Blue Peter badge
And my sister was conceived in a two-seater Jag
I’m sailing away, you can get me on the phone
Just put it away, I’m going to try this on my own
I’ve nothing to say
Please go away
Rewind to 1989
The time Dad packed up his suitcase
Meanwhile I super-glued my way through the egg and spoon race
And the first time I saw Mum cry was the night that Grandpa died
So I wrote to Jim'll Fix It but the bastard never replied
And I can remember eating sausage rolls with grated cheese and baked beans
My face inches away from the screen watching the A-Team
Sunday mornings just a day-dream all Snap Crackle and Pop
And the first place you could look for me was down on Fraggle-rock
I’m sailing away, you can get me on the phone
Just put it away, I’m going to try this on my own
I’ve nothing to say