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Autostop
04:12
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Y vende sus manos para no morir
el cuerpo sobrante del miedo del tiempo
y alguien se acuerda del bayo sangirento
en el que rodó hasta el cento del pueblo---
Y calma las nubes el agua en el cielo
la luz de plata que baña su pelo
y sueña con algun tipo de encuentro
dos se partan cantando todos los cuerpo---
Algun tiempo atras el supo del miedo
ahora solo sabe de la salitre del dinero
y cuenta con palmas en ronda adentro
de los recuierdos del fuego
de los recuerdos del fuego---
Clavado a la cruz en su caverna tan negra
pensaste algun dia que pienso en ella
el pelo en llamas las palmas sangrientas
la miel en los ojos que no miran pa fuera
la miel en los ojos---
De joven yo fui una carretera
donde hice autostop donde nadan las fieras
subí a cualquier auto me tocaron quienesfueran
la nieve no me toca los nudillos me quiebran
los nudillos me quiebran
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Bennu
04:19
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Waldemar Organ Special
01:52
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Fire Tides
05:30
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Autumn leaves are falling on your open mouth
I can see you clutching the clock for time
and the rain dont touch you now
and the leaving is the hardest part
Im goin where i go with today to?
Decades later embraced me like the dearest friend
AND YOUR LIPS found a way to PIERCE my shirt
and the leaving is the hardest part
Im goin where i go with today to?
Tell all my friends vacations is a tuff denial
experiments dont always come as satisfying
LA MI
Life goes round and round
fasosmen dososmen LA
Ive seen it all I can can guess most of the times
SI
where the fire tides will take me
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Moneysong
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Cant make a million dollar
can spent as much as that
they say you live forever
spending the underground
and you dont carew bout money
you say its frivolity
I know how cold it sounds
to sing wihtout no teeth
I use to chew my meat mom
digest it thru a tube
now all i need is garbage
to fuel my golden blues
sell away sell away sell
nobody cares i f you movin upo the hill
turn away and around from your friends and your family
assassination of your pride
Im taking a cab to somke private places
where people that seem to know me care, they say
Im good as green as long my song keeps us dancing
for money honey
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Throw of the dice
05:36
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Its a throw of the dice – guess I have to pick them up
let the man cry – its a matter of do or die
re men sol do la men
shouting in my night I have made a couple friends
man and women of steel rusting alive in the rain
Its a wishing well – I leave the chances to the weather
hopping for the best – just the normal a little better
betting on good health I have smoked so many ciggies
got too many breaks always small ones but I took them
dont make friends with windows they might show you what you want
caught between two waters shores of heaven and hell
I thought life was longer said this fool to the muse
now you pray for chances for your time here is no good
its a throw of the dice – I might get a one of seven
theres the morning star theres the land of I might well
drink a cup of tea or just point a gun to my head
filled with sour treats or the maps to guide me outta here
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Real man
04:13
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iL MAKE A MILLION ARMS
TO COME AND LET YOU GO
iL MAKE A MILLION TEARS
TO SHOW YOU HOW LOVE GOES
iL MAKE A SHIP TO TAKE YOU
TO THE LAND OF NOWHERE LAND
I L TAKE YOU TO THE MOON TO SHOW YOU WHERE YOU ARENT
IL BUILD A A HOIOSUE SO STRONG
LET ME TEAR IT DOWN OVER US
IL BUY YOU A ZEBRA
TO SHOW YOU WHERES THE BOLEMISH IS ON
I'L SEE WITH THE EYES OG OD
TO MAKE YOU BELIEVE IN ME
I CAN SEE EVERITHING BABY
EVERITHING THAT YOU DONT NEED
ISNT THAT THE MAN THAT YOU WANTED
ISNT THAT THE MAN A WOMAN NEEDS
ISNT THAT THE PLANET YOU ARE SPINNING ON
COMNE ON BABY, LETS DANCE ALL NIGHT LONG
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A feeling
02:55
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Loser's Prayer
03:02
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Old Lutz Cemetery Waltz
02:43
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Suitcase
04:46
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i got a suitcase and im gonna use it
Im gonna take the sky for assault
and all the people that never missed me
are gonna miss remembering that
i used to think a lot about them
how i used to sneak in their brains
for they knew I wasnt a bad guy
but the they didnt want me to be around
ooohhh the life around the air
ooohhhh feet stuck to this earth
ive been watching your red hair
wrapped around a taller man
hold me Hap the keepers of the fire
are calling me to embrace the moments
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Ribbons of shame
04:02
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Delilah
02:59
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I am a lady an angel with wings
that get cut deep with every kiss
the things I give are not free
my feeling under the sheets
of every heart I might save for my own heart
You are a man and you understand
that every body comes attached with legs
and when I run from you
I screams for my solitude
the place where souls hide from pain
runaway lady , runaway babe
runaway
So will you miss me i hope not that much
cut your fingers if youre missing my touch
for in every wall is hidden a treasure chest
of all the humans that tried their best
you cut your hair and watered the plants
Delilah devouring miles
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Hay un hombre lobo viviendo en mi cuadra
su mujer se ha ido o el se ha perdido
aulla por la noche con o sin luna
colgado a la baranda del viejo balcon
y yo lo espio siempre por la persiana
si se parece a mi no me importa nada
se tira del pelo se rasga la cara
y llora muy bajiiiiitooo para que nadie seeeeepaaaaaa
que se ha vuelto loco de celos y de furia
porque su mujer looooba ha muerto esta semana
y el aulla baaajooo sin ninguna estrella
porque ha perdido a su hembra
porque ha perdido....
Ha perdiiiidooooo....
a su looobbbaaa
un hombre lobo en buenos aires
Y aulla entre alaridos a donde esta mi guaina
y muestra los colmillos y muestra los colmillos....
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dirty rotten love in a dirty rotten road
dirty rotten hearts over dirty rotten guts
pavement dreams for the remaining still
(thousands of miles in my mind cannot take me so far)
popular songs for the popular thorns
popular problems for the average broken
common wealth for the tv viewers
couch potatoes for the movie ungoers
/This is not working as warranties were voided
I got a hunch Im gonna cry (Why die?)
Seven tigers of green seven tonges
My mouth is just inches away from the waters of joy
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Purple holy man led a plower of hate -
the flowers i pick are the dead that still wait
Save the children first from the disease -
Contagious disaster of broken dreams
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Crazy locomotive
04:35
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Sol lamen
Its gonna take a long long time
mi fa
to recover and meet someone
do
as stupid as you are now
mi fa
are you really a lost cause
sol
this things you put in me
mi fa
I cant rub them off from my life
sol
and whatever life I had
mi fa
It breaks my heart to see you on that
do
ignore my mistakes
do sol fa
i’l take it on you
I’l take it on you
I0l take it on you
Like a locomotive ramming crazy the snow
you started a fire and I’l take it where I go
I’m goin straight to hell where there is a black hole
no lover’s lane but rem,ains of the game are still burning my name
I might take a walk thru the city I might give some air to my blue veins
I should buy some flowers for may baby I should have a drink of gasoline
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Everybody knows it
03:49
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waiting in my bed there's a lady
who's eyes are biiger than mine
resting till its night again
and everything's alright
she's taking punches everywhere
and she will sleep where she falls
seems like my little blanket
aint warm enough anymore
and everybody knows it
cancelled thursdays and sundays
those days I cant be her man
when you cant call someone your sunshine
its an obligation to become the rain
and everybody knows it
Gently she nods the proposal
after those days she will become ill
and I'm in the waiting room of my own house
expecting us to finally get sick
and everybody knows it
everybody knows it
(everybody)
everybody knows it
and I know it too
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Rainmaker
03:28
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Fuck me creepy pumps out
02:09
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Hay un hombre lobo viviendo en mi cuadra
su mujer se ha ido o el se ha perdido
aulla por la noche con o sin luna
colgado a la baranda del viejo balcon
y yo lo espio siempre por la persiana
si se parece a mi no me importa nada
se tira del pelo se rasga la cara
y llora muy bajiiiiitooo para que nadie seeeeepaaaaaa
que se ha vuelto loco de celos y de furia
porque su mujer looooba ha muerto esta semana
y el aulla baaajooo sin ninguna estrella
porque ha perdido a su hembra
porque ha perdido....
Ha perdiiiidooooo....
a su looobbbaaa
un hombre lobo en buenos aires
Y aulla entre alaridos a donde esta mi guaina
y muestra los colmillos y muestra los colmillos....
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you gonna quit me, baby, good as I been to you
Good as I been to you, Lord, Lord
Good as I been to you
Give you my money, honey, buy your shoes and clothes
Lord, Lord
Buy your shoes and clothes, Lord, Lord
Buy your shoes and clothes
You're gonna quit me baby, put me out of doors
Put me out of doors, Lord, Lord
Put me out of doors
Six months on the chain gang, b'lieve me ain't no fun
B'lieve me ain't no fun, Lord, Lord
B'lieve me ain't no fun
Day you quit me, baby, that's the day you die, Lord, Lord
That's the day you die, Lord, Lord
That's the day you die
Jail house ain't no plaything, b'lieve me, 'tain't no lie
B'lieve me, 'tain't no lie, Lord, Lord
B'lieve me, 'tain't no lie
Day you quit me, baby, that's the day you die, Lord, Lord
That's the day you die, Lord, Lord
That's the day you die
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el le pego a su mujer sin saber por que
vino la cana y se lo llevaron a el
y ella encendcio un cigarrilo aquel
que deberia subsanar todos lo por quien
y en el telefono una voz
le dijo que la iba a biucar a las dos
y que habrian de formar hogar
y ella pues, se puso el pantalon y se puso el rush
un poco de rubor y una curita
y se subio a un remis de color azul
y hasta guernica no paro
y entonces el volvio de la taqueria a hacerse un bistec
y espero la notificacion de el juez de turno
a que le diga si era un buen tipo sin mujer
y cuando preguntaron el dijo - celos
y entonces ya paso y entonces el se mudo
y en esa casa rota vino otra mujer que en elñ telefono marco
las diez y empezo otro amor
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Mama raised a midget
told him you'l never be a gian
spilling the milk off the milkman
got herself a stallion to ride
papa got to get addicted to medicine
to neutralize the poison inside
and son got to be a music man
paralyzed with a soaring behind
The along came the curcus
oh how people always need another clown
I said I used to be a good trapeze artist, man
an escapist from the bucket and the mop
outstanding how I fell in the net
once a bitch got me down at the heart
I got firedc from the heights for trason
couldnt cheat anyone I could fly
Latin boys never get smart America
I got the illness of the faraway eyes
couldnt brag nout any fucking conquest
I dodge the days and the days get me by
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The art of fucking up
02:08
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Santa Compaña
03:20
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even the air is talking about
even the dogs might be feeling something about you
I can see millions of hungry boys and girls
and not one of them is the same
daddy once told me dont be annoyed by the answers you are no gonna get
this constant wonder prayers never unfolding
you will have them from the cradle to the grave
I dont live above it Im not the best yet
but someday Im gonna be there
everybody thinks the same
the song still remains the same
came back feelin a hundred years old
in the body of a million years Earth
I was on fire b ut then I begged water to the same people
who wanted to throw me gasoline
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Jizz, gone (Bonus track)
06:30
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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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