MUSICA: Tambussi LETRA: Passeri Rutas en el Cielo No pretendas encontrar rutas en el cielo que no hay magia ni la habra si te quedas quieto.
MUSICA: Tambussi/Passeri LETRA: Passeri Mares y Vueltas Vueltas y vueltas sin poder caer, sin poder hallar el misterio inicial. Voy buscando el
Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse
[1] Come on come on I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself is life worth living should I blast myself? I'm tired of bein' poor & even
I'm not supposed to be scared of anything, But I don't know where I am I wish that I could move but I'm exhausted And nobody understands (how I feel)
In the quiet life of a frogman The snowman doesn't have any knees Underneath the world that he left behind He's afraid he's going to catch the disease
The lake was formed They built houses stood there still They stood so close to the sun I've powerless will Now the lake is on fire And everyone's praying
Sun sets on television Tele-tubbies say goodbye I wave. I wonder why Odd twist the gray brain matter Grows fatter than girls at the 'Y' I slave over
They picked your name from the same tree as before where they hanged themselves together as part of the corps I have a crush on brand name athletic
It was good to be young At heart at last Tunnel vision tied you to the mast You harbor ill feelings from the past It was good to be young Now it?s cool
I?m a great turtle, Alice. I?m laissez-faire Beneath my terrapace is a palatial layer I don?t want to see inside of you But I?ll stick my head into
Make no mistake Dig this earthquake I'm coming clean in this pigpen It's a mad dysfunction Be my baby lotion Read magazines with your girlfriends I
Lunacy and chaos Accost me now Floating like an albatross Across my bow Brood or change Bring the news to me Atomic anti-star Bring me into range Destroy
Gadfly take no stock in all the parrot talk Egghead nuts in a shell Travertine dell Here's a souvenir Thanks for being here Go to bed with yourself
On the planet of apes In the United States On the Milky Way?s edge Everyone concentrates On the littlest things Photographing the scenes Of some desperate
Crimson red over bulldog Where did you learn to spell? Wallflower, wallflower A convalescent smell Set the scene for the prolog From a padded cell We
I never bother anybody i stick myself and keep my eyes set straight won't be the one to bring you down cause it just wouldn't make me feel too great
This time I don't think that will be okay somethings change something's gone again since you left life's been a drag I sit around and watch the days
