Nappies

Cuando en Mayo de 2004 Chris Martin de Coldplay y Gwyneth Paltrow tuvieron a su hija Apple, se le ocurrió a Chris hacer una canción dedicada a su hija y a la madre que se llamaba "I am Your Baby's Daddy". Coldplay se camufló bajo unas pelucas y bajo el nombre de The Nappies (Los Pañales), dando forma a una canción estrambótica y a una grabación casera en un estudio bastante divertida.

The Nappies (Coldplay) - I am Your Baby's Daddy

A mí me ha hecho gracia descubrirla, no para cantarla ni para guardarla en mi top ten musical, pero sí para observar cómo la composición química de los pañales afecta a las personas que los manipulan a diario, transformando a un compositor de melodías melancólicas, en un alegre y eufórico "payasete". Me encanta esta actitud de Chris porque es real, espontánea (Coldplay dejó en su web la canción sólo una semana) y cariñosa. Si se la dedicara a alguien, se la dedicaría a aquellos que han sido padres recientemente o lo van a ser próximamente.

Baby, I am Your Baby's Daddy

Sometimes you’re happy, sometimes you frown,         
With your hormones bouncing up and down                 
Sometimes you’re happy, sometimes your sad,             
But the weird nine months that you have had,               
There’s shit going down that you can’t disguise,
When your boobs dem got ten times the size,             
The cups gone up from an A to D.
It’s bad for you but it’s fun for me.
Now just cos a little bit of rumpy pump,
Now you’re walking round with a great big bump,
You might have thought as you we’re French you woulda said ‘Non’
Or at least you woulda made me stick a condom on,
I think you might find that it’s really fun,
An oven’s no use unless you make a bun,
It’s something to learn, it really is,
Now you know what that sticky stuff is
I’ll be there, thorough the thin and the thick,
I’m gonna clean up all the poo and the sick,
I’ll be there to make you happy,
And keep everything clean,
I’ll change the nappy for the washing machine
I ain't no baddy
I ain't no baddy
I am your baby's daddy,
Sometimes you think what a fool I am,
And why did I marry this awful man,
Now a baby’s part of my family plan,
Can it kick me? Yes it can.
My names Ken and I’ve got three,
Do I like being a Daddy, yes definitely,
Though I have to warn you it’s not always fun,
There’ll be times when you wished you’d been a nun.
I’ll be there, thorough the thin and the thick,
I’m gonna clean yup all the poo and the sick,
I’ll be there to make you happy,
And I’ll bring in the bread,
I’ll be the nanny, you can go out instead
And I know you’ll be grumpy that’s what everyone sees,
And you’re not gonna hump me for forty two days,
If you don’t want more babies and you cannot disguise it
Then I’ll take my **** and vasectomise it
I ain't no baddy
I ain't no baddy
Sometime I make you saddy,
I ain't no baddy
I ain't no baddy
I am your baby's daddy,
Crawl this way, bawl this way....