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Blackboard in the Sun
10:57
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I break his balls
hee keeps coming back for more
i give him less
i deny his faith
dont know his name
i go for food
i go for beer
hes just a queer
he doesnt see
im just thirteen
hes just ninety
my heads on fire
my friends wil die
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Post-intro
01:01
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Winds may change
01:05
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not a good day to get wated
any day is not good to get wasted
one day im gonna get busted
roast beef on the sidewalk of madness
i must think a better deal with the devil
cuase i dont wannna get my hands real dirty
i got you as my decoy it could be your fault now
but i know its not real its my mind ... fucking up
i did half of my good deeds today
i wanna take you out to go out and play
we could walk till the earth meets the water
or we could walk backwards or other
i got a watch to keep our time together
six years and it getting real better
if you could change your eyeballs and see yourself
that would help myself a lot a lot a lot...
this is not camelot or pierrot
im not a clow and you are not a princess of excess
oh i know my love its gonna get better / lets just hope the wind changes
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Silbidos robados
01:44
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Somewhere somehow
04:41
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Ay ciprés
02:24
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ese arbol tenia una rama, esa rama un pajaro verdin
y entoces yo vi a ese pajaro feliz y supe que tenia que partir
feliz mente me cepille los dientes aunque me faltan uno dos o tres
despues me tome una cerveza y me senté debajo de un cipres
el cipres me consuela en mi compania mi compania es solo un cipres
ay diosito si ese arbol se me muere con su madera que me entierren a mi
me mudare caminando unos diez pasos, unos veinte o tambien unos cien
cualquier camino me dejara mas cerca de mi libertad que alcanzaré con mis pies
recordare con cariño a mi maestra a mi madre y a mi padre tambien
cuando cruce los valles verdes de Chile y Uruguay con un cuete en el ortoo
el cantante nunca toma agua ni se moja los dedos el guitarrista
nadie quiere en una banda ser artista
yo solia bailar a altas horas en el moulin rouge
pero un dia una pierna me quebré
ahora solo veo Gran hermano, como pizza y no toma coca cola
nunca quise irme a McDonalds ni ser jilguero, solo estoy todo el dia muy al pedo
he subido cuarenta kilos y tres cuartos, miro el techo mientras fumo tabaco
camisas con ballenitas y una tenue melenita y uso zapato filipino con taco
dentro de dos cumplire cincuenta años, no uso desodorante no me baño
por favor no vomites a la primera impresión, es que ya no uso jabon
tengo granos en la cara y en el culo me salio una cola de hemorroides
soy un mono afeitado y con bigotes, ay ciprés que hecho de mi, ay cipres que he hecho de mi
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some say love it is easy, i dont about it all so far
giving away your secret, it could burn all your heart
when you love you are giving, but giving aint a problem at all
some grow taller than others, the problems is when you fall
love is not a problem, the problem is its not enough
you start to hate yourself for grieving, when love doesnt work out
the outcome is not easy, you gotta paint the picture yourself
but theres a relationship with others, and the others dont give a damn
what if you are lonely, noone to share things with
how far can you fly, when you have only one wing
you turn to drinking and drugs, and you think your gonna be fine
you think you live in Cnacun, then the rain starts to fall down
you dorwn yourserlf in theories, you dorwn yourself in fear
whos gonna carry that fear, whos gonna carry that fear
your house is not a house, but a jail where you will die
your sky is not a sky, and the is just a black sun
that laughs at you at every moment, and then you start to cry
why is everybody not helpin me, maybe I should sign out
but singning out is not the exit, you just entered the scene
hell can be a a colorful picture, but that aint the place to be
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La cerveza
01:51
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Fernando Bocadillos Buenos Aires, Argentina
Esta es mi vida y la banda sonora de mis dias, y se las dedico a ustedes, corazones en la vida exterior, con todo el alma tremula que puedo dar. No me juzgues por la pasión o ls torpeza brillante, sino por los espacio entre las notas, que son el silencio que otorgo para que me envies tu corazon, tu ansia, tu carta, tu trabajo, tu botella desperada, tal cual es la mía. ... more
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