A comarca (Spanish: [koˈmarka], Portuguese: [kuˈmaɾkɐ] or [koˈmaʁkɐ], Galician: [koˈmaɾka] pl. comarcas; Catalan: [kuˈmarkə] or [koˈmaɾka], pl. comarques) is a traditional region or local administrative division found in parts of Spain, Portugal, Panama, Nicaragua, and Brazil. The term is derived from the term marca, meaning a "march, mark", plus the prefix co- meaning "together, jointly".
The comarca is known in Aragonese as redolada (IPA: [reðoˈlaða]) and in Basque as eskualde (IPA: [es̺kualde]). In addition, in Galician comarcas are also called bisbarras (IPA: [bizˈβaras]).
The term comarca is used in several regions of the Iberian Peninsula.
In other places, such as Extremadura, the comarca may be simply a loosely-defined region.
Because of the comarca's long-standing use, it is sometimes used as the basis for the promotion of tourism, with emphasis on local cultural tradition and history.
In Panama, the comarca indígena is an administrative region for an area with a substantial Indian population. Three comarcas (Comarca Emberá-Wounaan, Kuna Yala, Ngöbe-Buglé) exist as equivalent to a province, with two smaller comarcas (Kuna de Madugandí and Kuna de Wargandí) subordinate to a province and considered equivalent to a corregimiento (municipality).
Chicos de Barrio was formed in 1995 in Torreon, Coahuila, Mexico. This musical group is formed from 11 elements, in which the percussion, harmony and swing are predominant. This Mexican eleven member tropical band have burst mainstream throughout our Northern American continent. This musical group combines urban, hip hop, salsa, vallenato, reggae and many other music genres. This in turn lead to a unique and distinctive musical rhythm and beat. Not only has the music been stylish but their unique style of dressing has always been appreciated from many of the musical groups' followers.
In the beginning Chicos de Barrio did not have an artistic name. They would only play music together in search of a name as unique as their style in wardrobe and music. They chose Chicos de Barrio, a name as unique as themselves. When in search of a record company to sign a record deal was nowhere in sight, they never gave up and continued to perform locally and in surrounding areas. One day a now great producer for Video Home, Amador Granados came across them and offered to record their first official disc titled, Triste Lagunera. This compact disc was recorded in the overlooking city of Los Angeles, Corona, California. Amador Granados was sold the reproduction rights of Chicos de Barrio, which in turn lead to Mr. Granados owning any right to reproduce their music. This was their break of their lives as upcoming musicians. It took one full year to fully implement the Triste Lagunera project. After one full year of implementing this compact disc, Chicos de Barrio was finally here and here for good! After one full year of working on the first and original production of Chicos de Barrio Triste Lagunera much was to come ahead for this excellent musical group with the support of Amador Granados.
I can spend the whole day listening to the radio
Any radio station playing Rock n' Roll
I don't care whether it's acid, hard or punk
Gimme Rock
When it comes to Rock I never get enough
Make it higher, louder turn the volume up
The only kind of music that I want to hear
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Let that fire burn in my soul!
I can see why all the girls go wild and crazy
Why does everybody think they're just plain lazy?
Turn their tears to laughter watch them as they smile
Gimme Rock
I can tune the world out wearing' my headphones
Just as long as I have Rock I'm never alone
Play it from the top again, please don't let it stop
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Let that fire burn in my soul!
Just by turning' the dial
I know every band in style
Love songs are fine for some
But for me Rock will always be #1!
I can spend the whole day listening to the radio
Any radio station playing Rock n' Roll
I don't care whether it's acid, hard or punk
Gimme Rock
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
Gimme Rock, rock-a-tri-ki-bak
[Chorus 4X]
It's time to make another million
[Esham]
I be the insane nigga wit the migraine
Headaches, stressed out, havin million dollar doubts
Nigga wonder, and my blind like Stevie Wonder
This system try to take me under
My whole team pop scallions
No more triple beam dreams or amphetamines
I got a problem wit the FBI
I'm always like fuck 'em, muthafuck 'em
I made a millionaire dollars, and got the fuck outta Detroit
Niggas hate me there, they wanna kill me
Playa haters can't feel me
I'm underground, so check the sound
You won't catch me on your radio dial
So fuck that shit, and bump this shit
If you ain't wit this shit, suck a fat dick
You all broke ass, ho ass, never get no cash
[Chorus 4X]
[Esham]
Hold up, wait a minute
Your radio ain't shit if my tape ain't in it
So now I'm going all out
And I'mma smoke on the dance, til I fall out
You can't stop my flow, hell no
If you'se a ho, you gots to go
Street politician, connection wit chickens
The Night Before Christmas, pop Charles Dickens
Can't nobody do it like me, I'm the incredible Bruce Wayne
Please, last of the red hot blooded MC's
Nigga nigga what, smack ya bitch booty while I'm bustin a nut
My flow is ill like a virus
My words speak out to a thug like Cyrus
Kidnap ya mind, then hold it for ransom
The murder I wrote, is a suicide note, and
[Chorus]
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Now Mario's the name, adventure's the game
And now you know just-just why I came
I'm the super, duper, with a booter
For the Paratroopa of the evil Koopa
The do-or-die-die, super-fly guy-guy
And now I got me a battle cry
And since you all know who's the star of the show
Well let me hear you say "Go, Mario, Go!"
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Well I first came along with Donkey Kong
And that's way, way back (echo: back) in '81
In '83 came Luigi
In a game of my own to hook up with me
Now I'm on your screens, I got a brand new song (echo: song)
Learn the words, sing along
Since you all know who's the star of the show
Well let me hear you say "Go, Mario, Go!"
[Sampled intro from the Superman TV series:]
Faster than a speeding bullet
More powerful than a locomotive
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Now I've crossed the mountains, and skies above (echo)
All because the lady loves
So, ciao bella, señorita
Mario's on his way and he's comin' to meet ya
Bring 'em all, bring along, bring the whole gang (echo)
And let 'em try to stop me if they can
But since you all know who's the star of the show
Well let me hear you say "Go, Mario, Go!"
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Well I first came along with Donkey Kong
And that's way, way back in '81
In '83 came Luigi
In a game of my own to hook up with me
Now I'm on your screens, I got a brand new song
Learn the words, sing along
And since you all know who's the star of the show
Well let me hear you say "Go, Mario, Go!"
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Go! Go! Go! Go! (Mario!)
Tout est dans l'allure,
C'est une certitude,
Tout est dans le style et la pause attitude,
Mets des crabes dans un panier,
C'est la société,
Des panurges et des requins associés,
Ca marche
Bras dessus et bras dessous,
Ca marche
L'un sur l'autre dans la boue,
Ca marche
Tant qu'on peut encore debout
Monter les marches,
Ca roule
Sans respect, ni foi, ni loi,
S'écroule
Sur ceux qui font pas le poids,
Ca tourne
Et ça tournera comme ça
Tant qu'ça marche,
Chacun ses blessures
Et ses habitudes,
Chacun dans la jungle a sa soif d'altitude,
Des loups dans la bergerie
Bestiale comédie,
Depuis que l'immonde et monde sont unis,
Ca marche
Bras dessus et bras dessous,
Ca marche
L'un sur l'autre dans la boue,
Ca marche
Tant qu'on peut encore debout
Monter les marches,
Ca roule
Sans respect, ni foi, ni loi,
S'écroule
Sur ceux qui font pas le poids,
Ca tourne
Et ça tournera comme ça
Tant qu'ça marche,
L'homme est un animal
Qu'on dit civilisé,
Pour qui tout est parades et mondanités,
Entre mâles et femelles,
C'est une espèce en voie de disparité,
La la la la la la la,
Oh no, oh la la la,
Houu la la la la la la la,
Oh no hoho,
Bras dessus et bras dessous,
L'un sur l'autre dans la boue,
Tant qu'on peut encore debout
Monter les marches,
Oh sans respect
Sur ceux qui font pas de poids
Et ça tournera comme ça
Tant qu'ça marche,
Ca marche
Bras dessus et bras dessous,
Ca marche
L'un sur l'autre dans la boue,
Ca marche
Tant qu'on peut encore debout
Monter les marches,
Ca roule
Sans respect, ni foi, ni loi,
S'écroule
Sur ceux qui font pas le poids,
Ca tourne
Et ça tournera comme ça
Tant qu'ça marche,
La la la la la la la, (ça marche, ça marche)
Oh no, oh la la la, (ça marche)