YOU AND WHOSE ARMY?
Come on, Come on
You think you drive me crazy, well
Come on, Come on
You and whose army
You and your cronies
Come on, Come on
Holy Roman empire
Come on if you think
Come on if you think
You can take us all
You can take us all
You and whose army
You and your cronies
You forget so easy
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
We ride tonight
We ride tonight
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
Ghost horses
PÁSELE, PÁSELE!!!
MISCELANEA EN DIFERENTES TONOS DE ROJO...!
viernes, 13 de marzo de 2009
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jueves, 12 de marzo de 2009
3
FOG
There's a little child
Running round this house
And he never leaves
He will never leave
And the fog comes up from the sewers
And glows in the dark
Baby alligators in the sewers grow up fast
Grow up fast
Anything you want it can be done
How did you go bad?
Did you go bad?
Did you go bad?
Somethings will never wash away
Did you go bad?
Did you go bad?
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miércoles, 11 de marzo de 2009
4
MY IRON LUNG
faith your driving me away
you do it everyday
you don't mean it but it hurts like hell
my brain says im receiving pain
a lack of oxygen from my life support
my iron lung.
were too young to fall asleep
too cynical to speak
we are losing it can't you tell?
we scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
and we are grateful for our iron lung.
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
suck, suck your teenage thumb
toilet trained and dumb
when the power runs out we'll just hum
this this is our new song
just like the last one
a total waste of time.
my iron lung.
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
and if your frightened
you can be frightened
you can be it's okay
and if your frightened
you can be frightened
you can be it's okay
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
the headshrinkers
they want everything
my uncle Bill
my belisha beacon
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martes, 10 de marzo de 2009
5
JUST
Can't get the stink off
He's been hanging round for days
Comes like a comet
Suckered you but not your friends
One day he'll get to you
And teach you how to be a holy cow
You do it to yourself, you do
and that's what really hurts
You do it to yourself, just you
you and no-one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself
Don't get my sympathy
Hanging out the 15th floor
changed the locks three times
He still comes reeling through the door
one day i'll get to you
And teach you how to get to purest hell
You do it to yourself, you do
and that's what really hurts
You do it to yourself, just you
you and no-one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself, you do
and that's what really hurts is
You do it to yourself, just you
you and no-one else
You do it to yourself
You do it to yourself, yourself, yourself.
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lunes, 9 de marzo de 2009
6
FAKE PLASTIC TREES
Her green plastic watering can
For her fake Chinese rubber plant
In the fake plastic earth.
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plans
To get rid of itself.
It wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out.
She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns.
He used to do surgery
For girls in the eighties
But gravity always wins.
And it wears him out, it wears him out.
It wears him out, it wears . . .
She looks like the real thing
She tastes like the real thing
My fake plastic love.
But I can't help the feeling
I could blow through the ceiling
If I just turn and run.
And it wears me out, it wears me out.
It wears me out, it wears me out.
And if I could be who you wanted
If I could be who you wanted
All the time, all the time.
Oh, oh.
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