Lost untangled 6x17 6x18 The end (Subtitles/Subtitulado/Lyrics)

And now
the tangled web of ABC's Lost
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This is Lost,
the series finale event
untangled
broadcasting our final report
with doctor Pierre Chang.
Hello.
I'm doctor Pierre Chang.
And I too, doctor Pierre Chang.
As You can see, we reach the end.
Lost was the greatest TV show in history.
It's so emotional.
Flock is dead.
Jack Shephard sacrifice himself to save the island.
Hurley is the new Jacob.
And everyone escaped in the Ajira plane, even guyliner.
It's over!!!
There is something that can you make feel better.
Really?
Margaret!
It's everything!
All of the explosions!
the gunfights
the aventures
submarines
the love stories...
This is going to be so helpful
Helpful, how?
Well, after this I'm going to be a professor!
You're going to be a professor?
This is going to be my audiovisual aids
Yeah, I'm goint to teach the lessons of Lost
The lessons of what?
That's right!
And my rockstars friends are helping me.
Previously on lost... the band?
Yeahh!
Shall we?
As you wish...
These are the lessons we know,
learned from a TV show.
Lost will stay with us wherever we go.
These are the lessons we know:
If your plane rips apart
and you somehow survive,
Your health will take a dive if help does not arrive.
Time for a meal when you feel like youre going to die-ie-ie
Food always falls from the sky-y-y
Food always falls from the sky
Explosives seem like fun but they can be tough to master,
A freighter and two submarines all ended in disaster.
Stay far away or youll be like Illana and Arzt,
Because everythings falling apaaart
Everyone's blowing apart.
These are the lessons we know,
learned from a TV show.
Lost will stay with us wherever we go.
These are the lessons we know:
And knowing what I know,
I'm glad I'm stranded with strangers,
Living through dangers, together or alone,
We're accidents prone.
Bombs are exploding, pregancies showing,
No matter where I go, the island's my home.
Dont try to change the past,
Or the aftermath will likely end up killing half the cast.
You bleed from your nose or could be shot from behind by your mom.
(Stay calmed!)
Whatever you do, never hit the bomb, never hit the bomb.
(detonate! okay?)
Think twice if you run into a friend who you're pretty sure had previously met his gruesome end.
He flys through the jungle and rumbles with expert skill.
Smoke may be hazardous to your health,
Smoke may be bad for your health.
Smoke may throw you in the air and slam you on the ground,
Or push you down a well or snap your neck or shoot you
(Yee haw!)
These are the lessons we know, learned from a TV show.
Lost will be with me wherever I go.
These are the lessons we know:
English is easy to learn and forget,
Never stand too close to the turbine of the jet.
Digging a grave that is meant for you,
Will take some time if youre using bamboo.
Sex is better in a cage,
Walt is giant for his age.
When the powerball number is 42,
A great prize or great demise is waiting for you.
If you wanna save the hatch, better listen to Locke,
Push the button around the clock.
Into the temples pool you'll dive
If you are perishing and want to stay alive.
The leader we loved and the monster we hated,
Like everyone else they're super related.
Cave drawings always indicate,
You will be a candidate.
If you wish the island to remain,
You better dive down and plug the drain.
A Shepherd, a father, a drinker, a ghost,
Christian will point us to what we love the most.
An Ajira round trip ticket provides,
A narrow escape to the skies.
A pilot and a dog are a mans best friend,
They'll run away but always return in the end.
And knowing what I know,
I'm glad I'm stranded with strangers,
Living through dangers,
Together or alone
Whe're accidents prone.
Bombs are exploding, Smoke is still flowing,
Walt is still growing!
No matter where I go, the island's my home.
The island is my home.
Is that it???
That's it,
Lost, the series finale
entitled: the end.
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Oh, Kate!
Oh my god, oh my god, Oh my god, oh my god!
This can't be!
I got so many things to tell you!
You know I'm not the real Kate, right?
Yes you are.
No.
Eh... Yes, you are.
No. Yeah.
Still not. Yes.
No.
You're my Kate.
Namaste...
Oh! haha, kiss me! hahaha