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Bastardo
03:45
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You shoot me when you come to me
You shoot me when you speak to me
You shoot me, Bastardo!
You shoot me and I know your game
You shoot me when you kiss me, babe
you shoot me, Bastardo!
I'm down on my knees 'cos I'm dying
My blood dyes your shoes
My blood, my blood, my blood...
You shoot me when you I feel your eyes
You shoot me "cuando fumas mais"
You shoot me, Bastardo!
You shoot me with the way you play
You shoot me with the way you stay
You shoot me, Bastardo!
I'm down on my knees 'cos I'm dying
My blood dyes your shoes
My blood, my blood, my blood...
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2. |
Humans
04:16
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Feel free in a world with impossible life
We are living again in a TV circus
We feel the treason
We are sad of this world war
We are sad of this fucking world
And we believe in life in peace
And we believe that we are free
Believe it's so hard
Happy faces and big tricks
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3. |
Dusty Boots
04:19
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Dark silhouette down the valley
the western sun blinds my eyes
a raising hand shuffles my way
Walk alone and tired
I see you come to me
and I don't know...
I can't remember your face
Black dressed in leather
two guns in his waist
Dusty Boots
I recognize that hat
Time has tried to sweep
from my mind your memories
another life
another place
You, you come with your open wounds
you're tired, so tired and you say my name
You have walked a thousand roads
a thousand towns a thousand girls
dusty boots, I recognize your way
Also I have walked
nor easier, nor cleaner than you
the same path to hell
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4. |
Coconut
03:38
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I can see every night
coming down to the bar
people meet at The Coconut
and a breeze song really loud
Give the wage of the day
ladies take with no shame
waiter smiles in complicity
seeing a trade of empty love
Rhythm fills up the night
and worries stay down the glass
they don't think on what stay at home
and the weighting of their loads
You don't mind in what side you are
tomorrow will be another day
always welcome to Coconut
and the night is waiting love
You call my name
you're back again
you come to me
I feel like rain
You light my fire
you make me fly
among the stars
I feel so high
You go away
another day
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5. |
Love Someone
04:33
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Come with me to psychedelic dreams
give me your hand and let yourself go
not as such a small thing can make you fly
the south wind brings you closer to me
To love someone
Surfing the clouds, sailing the seas
you have the key, goddess of spring
you can come with me, you can fly with me
the south wind brings you closer to me
To love someone
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6. |
Agur Neska
04:21
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Esan nola joaten utzi zintudan?
esan nola joan jatzun rockanrol erritmo hura?
Eta orain nork?
Nork usaitzen du usaina?
Nork jarraitzen dizu lotan hegaz?
Non hartzen duzu azkena?
Baby bye bye, agur neska
Agur neska, agur bai bai
agur neska, baby bye bye
Bye Bye
Esan nola ez nintzen konturatu?
Esan nola hain txarto maite zintudan neska?
Eta orain non?
Non abesten dozu ba?
Nork jarraitzen du zure doinua?
Non? Non galdu zintudan?
Baby bye bye, agur neska
Agur neska, agur bai bai
agur neska, baby bye bye
Bye Bye
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7. |
Money God
04:37
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People lie when they say
they're happy with their lifes
and the way is world today
Trickin' lies are fooling me
when they make me believe
in unnecessary things
People use to lie to themselves
blinded by the sparklin' lights
of news they like to sell
Walking fast on system steets
pay the cost of living
in a first world currency
And now I know I don't belong
to this travel to paradise
of money god
Enslaving us to needs
that we don't had
of money god
And I think and I feel
that we're all poor
if we don't find that our paradise
is for sale in return of your lies
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8. |
Sweet Song
04:11
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Rock rhythm in the streets
and a drum beat fills this morning.
I don't want to say goodbye
to the dancing of this moment.
Warm smiles and ice cold beers
make my feet approach the buskers.
Squeeze the juice of this sweet song
share it free in this world corner.
Come to the sunny side!
Sweet song is flowing to your heads.
Boom boom, beat of my heart
is the bass slapping harder.
Tutururu howl of my soul
is the blow a sax a hauling.
String chords, singing guitars
shooting like a machinegunner.
Nino nino, police arrived!
And free music now is over.
Come to the sunny side!
Sweet song is flowing to your heads.
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9. |
Go
03:06
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Go away with scraps of love
make me feel like your beggar whore.
Welcome your heart felt hugs
on Sunday morning love.
Go away with your harsh said words
repeating in my head.
Don't you touch me anymore!
Welcome back those moments of lush.
But I take my bag and go!
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