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  1. Another head hangs lowly
    Child is slowly taken
    And the violence caused such silence
    Who are we mistaken?

    But you see, it's not me
    It's not my family
    In your head, in your head, they are fighting
    With their tanks and their bombs
    And their bombs, and their guns
    In your head, in your head they are crying

    In your head, in your head
    Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
    What's in your head, in your head
    Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie, oh

    Du, du, du, du
    Du, du, du, du
    Du, du, du, du
    Du, du, du, du

    Another mother's breaking heart is taking over
    When the violence causes silence
    We must be mistaken

    It's the same old theme
    Since nineteen-sixteen
    In your head, in your head, they're still fighting
    With their tanks and their bombs
    And their bombs, and their guns
    In your head, in your head, they are dying
  2. @ElenaTripillas Es gloriosa, con vídeo incluso mejor xD
  3. Ha llega'o del Aliexpress un paquete mu' grande
    Directo desde china sin pagar los portes
    En la caja en rojo está escrito su nombre
    Yoni el Robot articulado obediente
    Le meto por el culo seis pilas de las grandes
    Se le encienden los ojos y me dice: "hola, ¿qué hace?"
    Le digo: "Yoni, ¿tú sabe' hacerte' pimientos?"
    Me dice: "claro, primo, me han programa'o pa eso"
    Yoni, Yoni que cosa más apañá
    Contigo estoy sevío ya no necesito na'
    Viene con to' los avíos
    Es que eres mu' socorrío
    Si lo llamo allí está el tío
    Yoni, ven pa'cá
    Ponme una de melva, ponme una de ca
    To' lo que me pone, me pone fenomená'
    Yoni, mamona, ¿tú pa ti no quiere' na'?
    Qué va, primo to' pa ti, yo solo electricidad
    Venga, Yoni, vete por pimientos
    En cinco minutos lo tengo
    Oye, Yoni, falta hierbabuena
    Pide por esa boca que pa' eso me entrenan
    Venga, Yoni, tráete medio pollo
    ¿Quiere que lo pague o que lo fie como el otro?
    Oye, Yoni, de postre manzanita
    Es mano de santo, te lo dice el maquinita
    Tengo a mi amigo Yoni, no me hace falta nadie
    Es de la marca Sony, es más bueno que una madre
    Siempre listo atento a mis necesidades
    Solo me arrepiento de no haberlo pilla'o antes
  4. Your blades are sharpened with precision (precision)
    Flashing your favorite point of view (point of view)
    I know you're waiting in the distance (distance)
    Just like you always do, just like you always do

    Already pulling me in
    Already under my skin
    And I know exactly how this ends, I

    Let you cut me open just to watch me bleed
    Gave up who I am for who you wanted me to be
    Don't know why I'm hoping for what I won't receive
    Falling for the promise of the emptiness machine
    The emptiness machine

    Going around like a revolver (like a revolver)
    It's been decided how we lose (how we lose)
    'Cause there's a fire under the altar (the altar)
    I keep on lying to, I keep on lying to

    Already pulling me in
    Already under my skin
    And I know exactly how this ends, I

    Let you cut me open just to watch me bleed
    Gave up who I am for who you wanted me to be
    Don't know why I'm hoping for what I won't receive
    Falling for the promise of the emptiness machine

    I only wanted to be part of something
    I only wanted to be part of, part of
    I only wanted to be part of something
    I only wanted to be part of, part of
    I only wanted to be part of something
    I only wanted to be part
  5. Hoy, hoy he vuelto
    Hoy he vuelto a soñar
    A soñar con ella
    Es mi fiel compañera
    La que me da y me quita
    Alegrías y penas
    Qué, qué culpa tengo yo
    De haberme enamorado
    De una botella
    Hoy, hoy he vuelto
    Hoy he vuelto a soñar
    A soñar con ella
    Es mi fiel compañera
    La que me da y me quita
    Alegrías y penas
    Qué, qué culpa tengo yo
    De haberme enamorado
    De una botella
    Hoy, hoy he vuelto
    Hoy he vuelto a soñar
    A soñar con ella
    Es mi fiel compañera
    La que me da y me quita
    Alegrías y penas
    Qué, qué culpa tengo yo
    De haberme enamorado
    De una botella
  6. VIERNEEEEEEEEEES :->
    HACED VUESTRAS COSICAS Y COMED MUCHA FIBRA :->



    @ChiquiVigo :peineta:
  7. Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
    Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
    Give him two lips like roses and clover
    Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
    Sandman, I'm so alone
    Don't have nobody to call my own
    Please turn on your magic beam
    Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

    Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
    Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
    Give him the word that I'm not a rover
    Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over
    Sandman, I'm so alone
    Don't have nobody to call my own
    Please turn on your magic beam
    Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

    Mr. Sandman (Yes?) bring us a dream
    Give him a pair of eyes with a come-hither gleam
    Give him a lonely heart like Pagliacci
    And lots of wavy hair like Liberace
    Mr Sandman, someone to hold (someone to hold)
    Would be so peachy before we're too old
    So please turn on your magic beam
    Mr Sandman, bring us, please, please, please
    Mr Sandman, bring us a dream
  8. I know a girl who's soft and sweet
    She's so fine, she can't be beat
    Got everything that I desire
    Sets the summer sun on fire

    I want Candy, I want Candy

    Go to see her with her hair hung down
    Ain't no finer girl in town
    Candy's just what the doctor ordered
    She's so sweet, she makes my mouth water

    I want Candy, I want Candy (3 times)

    Candy on the beach, there's nothing better
    But I like Candy when it's wrapped in a sweater
    Some day soon I'll make her mine
    Then I'll have Candy all the time

    I want Candy, I want Candy
  9. Come on, hold my hand
    I wanna contact the living
    Not sure I understand
    This role I've been given

    I sit and talk to God
    And He just laughs at my plans
    My head speaks a language
    I don't understand

    I just wanna feel real love
    Feel the home that I live in
    'Cause I got too much life
    Running through my veins
    Going to waste

    I don't wanna die
    But I ain't keen on living either
    Before I fall in love
    I'm preparing to leave her

    Scare myself to death
    That's why I keep on running
    Before I've arrived
    I can see myself coming

    I just wanna feel real love
    Feel the home that I live in
    'Cause I got too much life
    Running through my veins
    Going to waste

    And I need to feel real love
    And a life ever after
    I cannot get enough

    I just wanna feel real love
    Feel the home that I live in
    I got too much love
    Running through my veins
    To go to waste

    I just wanna feel real love
    And a life ever after
    There's a hole in my soul
    You can see it in my face
    It's a real big place
  10. You say our love is like dynamite
    Open your eyes, cause it's like fire and ice
    Well you're killing me, your love's a guillotine
    Why don't you just set me free?

    Too young to fall in love too young
    Too young to fall in love too young
    Too young to fall in love

    Too young to fall in love too young
    Too young to fall in love too young
    Too young to fall in love

    Run to the hills, we're both sinners and saints
    Not a woman, but a whore, I can just taste the hate
    Well, now I'm killing you, watch your face turning blue
    Not yet a man, just a punk in the streets

    Too young to fall in love too young
    Too young to fall in love too young
    Too young to fal in love to fall in love

    Too young to fall in love too young
    Too young to fall in love too young
    Too young to fall in love
  11. Na-na-na-na-na-na
    Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
    Na-na-na-na-na-na

    I guess I just lost my husband
    I don't know where he went
    So I'm gonna drink my money
    I'm not gonna pay his rent (nope)

    I got a brand new attitude
    And I'm gonna wear it tonight
    I wanna get in trouble
    I wanna start a fight

    Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
    I wanna start a fight
    Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
    I wanna start a fight!

    So, so what?
    I'm still a rockstar
    I got my rock moves
    And I don't need you

    And guess what?
    I'm having more fun
    And now that we're done
    I'm gonna show you tonight
    I'm alright
    I'm just fine
    And you're a tool

    So, so what?
    I am a rockstar
    I got my rock moves
    And I don't want you tonight

    (Uh, check my flow, uh)

    The waiter just took my table
    And gave it to Jessica Simps (shit)
    I guess I'll go sit with drum boy
    At least he'll know how to hit (oops)

    What if this song's on the radio?
    Then somebody's gonna die
    I'm gonna get in trouble
    My ex will start a fight

    Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
    He's gonna start a fight
    Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
    We're all gonna get in a fight!

    So, so what?
    I'm still a rockstar
    I got my rock moves
    And I don't need you

    And guess what?
    I'm having more fun
    And now that we're done
    I'm gonna show you tonight
  12. JUERNEEEEEEEEES :->
    HACED VUESTRAS COSICAS Y EMBORRACHARSE LO JUSTICO :->



    @ChiquiVigo :peineta:
  13. Videojuegos, tragaperras en el bingo, café y copa, todo vicio;
    Teledicción, revistas del corazón, peluquería, todo vicio;
    Salir a follar pagando con cualquiera que no sea tu mujer;
    Ir a la peña a cubatear y el fútbol como fuente de luvidez

    Sin vicio no puedo estar
    Sin vicio no quiero na

    Cocaína para trabajar por que mi curro me lo exige.
    Tabaquismo, propaganda, religiones, Violaciones, y suma y sigue
    comprar y comprar diciendo que corresponde a una necesidad
    Drogar a los viejos tos los días en la Seguridad Social

    No paran de criticar
    o más bien despotricar
    La juventud busca su perdición
    con tanto vicio

    Litronear en las plazas es un acto de vandalismo
    pero también lo es protestar o abrir bares distintos
    Fumar hierba es ilegal, también antisocial pero nos gusta más
    Sexo, droga y Rock & Roll es libertad, igualdad y fraternidad.
  14. I'm sitting here in the boring room
    It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon
    I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do
    I'm hanging around, I'm waiting for you
    But nothing ever happens and I wonder

    I'm driving around in my car
    I'm driving too fast, I'm driving too far
    I'd like to change my point of view
    I feel so lonely, I'm waiting for you
    But nothing ever happens and I wonder

    I wonder how, I wonder why
    Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky
    And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree

    I'm turning my head up and down
    I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around
    And all that I can see is just another lemon-tree

    Sing
    Da-da-da-da-da-di-da-da
    Da-da-da-da-di-da-da
    Da-di-di-da

    I'm sitting here, I miss the power
    I'd like to go out, taking a shower
    But there's a heavy cloud inside my head
    I feel so tired, put myself into bed
    While nothing ever happens and I wonder

    Isolation is not good for me
    Isolation, I don't want to sit on the lemon-tree
  15. Girl, you'll be a woman soon

    I love you so much
    Can't count all the ways I've died for you, girl
    And all they can say is
    He's not your kind
    They never get tired of putting me down
    And I'll never know when I come around
    What I'm gonna find

    Don't let them make up your mind
    Don't you know?

    Girl, you'll be a woman soon
    Please, come take my hand
    Girl, you'll be a woman soon
    Soon you'll need a man

    I've been misunderstood for all of my life
    But what they're saying, girl, it cuts like a knife
    The boy's no good
    Well, I've finally found what I've been looking for
    But if they get their chance, they'll end it for sure
    Surely would

    Baby, I've done all I could
    Now it's up to you

    Girl, you'll be a woman soon
    Please, come take my hand
    Girl, you'll be a woman soon
    Soon you'll need a man

    'Cause, girl, you'll be a woman soon
    Please, come take my hand
    Girl, you'll be a woman soon
    Soon, but soon you'll need a man
  16. City's breaking down on a camel's back
    They just have to go 'cause they don't know wack
    So while you fill the streets, it's appealing to see
    You won't get undercounted 'cause you're damned and free
    You've got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style
    A melancholy town where we never smile
    And all I wanna hear is the message beep
    My dreams, they've got to kiss me, 'cause I don't get sleep, no

    Windmill, windmill for the land
    Turn forever, hand in hand
    Take it all in on your stride
    It is ticking, falling down
    Love forever, love is freely
    Turn forever, you and me
    Windmill, windmill for the land
    Is everybody in?

    Laughin' gas, these hazmats, fast cats
    Linin' em up like ass cracks
    Play these ponies at the track
    It's my chocolate attack
    Shit, I'm steppin' in the heart of this here
    Care Bear reppin' it harder this year
    Watch me as I gravitate
    Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
    Yo, we gon' ghost town this Motown
    With yo sound, you in the blink
    Gon' bite the dust
    Can't fight with us
    With yo' sound you kill the Inc
    So don't stop, get it, get it (get it)
    Until you're cheddar headed
    And watch the way I navigate
    Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

    (Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca)
    Feel good
    (Sha, sha-ba-da, sha-ba-da-ca)
    Feel good
  17. VIERNEEEEEEEEEEES :->
    HACED VUESTRAS COSICAS Y PREPARAD LAS VIRILES FALDITAS, QUE HAY QUE COMBATIR A ROMA :->



    @ChiquiVigo :peineta:
  18. Wish that I could fly
    Into the sky
    So very high
    Just like a dragonfly

    I'd fly above the trees
    Over the seas in all degrees
    To anywhere I please

    Oh I want to get away
    I want to fly away
    Yeah yeah yeah

    Oh I want to get away
    I want to fly away
    Yeah yeah yeah

    Let's go and see the stars
    The milky way or even Mars
    Where it could just be ours

    Let's fade into the Sun
    Let your spirit fly
    Where we are one
    Just for a little fun
    Oh oh oh, yeah!

    I want to get away
    I want to fly away
    Yeah yeah yeah

    I want to get away
    I want to fly away
    Yeah yeah yeah

    I got to get away
    Feel I got to get away
    Oh oh oh, yeah

    I want to get away
    I want to fly away
    Yeah with you yeah yeah
    oh, yeah!
  19. Pissing in plastic cups before we went on stage
    Playing hackey sack back when Audioslave were still
    Rage
    Watching all the freaky Dutch kids vomit then have
    sex
    Listening to techno music on the bus while we under
    dressed

    (Chorus)
    Memories make me want to go back there, back there
    All the memories make me want to go back there, back
    there
    All the memories, how can we make it back there, back
    there
    I want to be there again

    Messing with the journalists and telling stupid lies
    They had a feeling that something was up
    Because of the look in our eyes
    In fact we didn't know what we were doing half of the
    time
    We were so sure of ourselves and sure of our way of
    life

    Memories make me want to go back there, back there
    All the memories make me want to go back there, back
    there
    All the memories, how can we make it back there, back
    there
    I want be there again
  20. Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind
    Dead kings, many things I can't define
    Occasions, persuasions clutter your mind
    Incense and peppermints, the color of time.

    Who cares what games we choose?
    Little to win, but nothing to lose.

    Incense and peppermints, meaningless nouns
    Turn on, tune in, turn your eyes around.

    Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah
    Look at yourself, look at yourself, yeah, yeah, yeah!

    To divide this cockeyed world in two
    Throw your pride to one side, it's the least you can do.
    Beatniks and politics, nothing in new
    A yardstick for lunatics, one point of view

    Who care what games we choose?
    Little to win, but nothin' to lose.

    Good sense, innocence, cripplin' mankind
    Dead kings, many things I can't define.
    Occasion, persuassions sclutter your mind

    Incense and peppermints
    Incense and peppermints

    Sha la la
    Sha la la
    Sha la la
    Sha la la
    Sha la la
  21. Windin' your way down on Baker Street
    Light in your head and dead on your feet
    Well another crazy day, you'll drink the night away
    And forget about everything
    This city desert makes you feel so cold
    It's got so many people but it's got no soul
    And it's taking you so long to find out you were wrong
    When you thought it held everything

    You used to think that it was so easy
    You used to say that it was so easy
    But you're tryin', you're tryin' now
    Another year and then you'll be happy
    Just one more year and then you'll be happy
    But you're cryin', you're cryin' now

    Way down the street there's a light in his place
    He opens the door he's got that look on his face
    And he asks you where you've been
    You tell him who you've seen and you talk about anything
    He's got this dream about buyin' some land
    He's gonna give up the booze and the one-night stands
    And then he'll settle down, in some quiet little town
    And forget about everything
  22. ¿El buscador cuando se piensa arreglar? Madre mía qué desastre
  23. Concreté la fecha de mi muerte con Satán
    Le engañé y ahora no hay quien me pare ya los pies
    Razonar es siempre tan difícil, para mí
    Que más da, si al final todo me sale siempre bien, del revés

    Nací un buen día, mi madre no era virgen
    No vino el rey, tampoco me importó
    Hago milagros, convierto el agua en vino
    Me resucito si me hago un canutito

    Soy Evaristo, el rey de la baraja
    Vivo entre rejas, antes era chapista
    Los mercaderes ocuparon mi templo y me aplicaron ley antiterrorista

    Cuanto más necesito para ser Dios, Dios, Dios
    Cuanto más necesito convencer
    Cuanto más necesito para ser Dios, Dios, Dios
    Cuanto más necesito convencer

    Y perdí la cuenta de las veces que te amé
    Desquicié tu vida por ponerla junto a mí
    Vomité mi alma en cada verso que te di, que te di
    Olvidé, me quedan tantas cosas que decir, que decir

    Por conocer a cuantos se marginan un día me vi metido en la heroína
    Aún hubo más, menuda pesadilla, crucificado a base de pastillas

    Soy Evaristo, el rey de la baraja
    Vivo entre rejas, antes era chapista
    Los mercaderes ocuparon mi templo y me aplicaron ley antiterrorista

    Cuanto más necesito para ser Dios, Dios, Dios
    Cuanto más necesito convencer
  24. @ChiquiVigo LAS COSICAS VOLVERÁN ¬¬

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