En el barrio la Cachimba se ha formado la corredera. En el barrio la Cachimba se ha formado la corredera. Alla fueron los bomberos con sus campanas y
Usted por enamorado Tan viejo y con poco brillo Usted por enamorado Tan viejo y con poco brillo El pollo que tiene al lado Le ha hecho perder el trillo
Mueren ya las ilusiones del ayer Que sacie con lujurioso amor Y muere tambien con sus promesas crueles La inspiracion que un dia le brinde. Con
De Alto Cedro voy para Macane Luego a Cueto voy para Mayari El carino que te tengo Yo no lo puedo negar Se me sale la babita Yo no lo puedo evitar
take a photograph and settle down two and two, not as hard as it looks better not to burn those books you're not travelling on a beam of light and you
so i keep watch and you keep breaking breaking formation to become someone else and your eyes become corridors where i wander with a candle calling out
Now the king told the boogie men You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shaking to the top The sheik he drove his Cadillac
And now he craves a complication You're something up his sleeve He bends the rails to miss the station To let the pressure breathe And now for real eyes
Don't listen too hard to the beating of your wings Or you might fall You only do what you do 'cause a part of you believes That you're here at all But
Domestic bliss and trapdoors Where have I been A step from this falling elevator This speeding train Crawling down the freeway Just to start To start
I listen to you breathe The quiet winds that send you on your way Away to a dream Another time, a nothing time, a never day I wish I could see The oceans
Everything's understood and nothing more to know You sleep by the river and walk yourself home You picked a perfect reason put back on your feet That
A servant to no sweet heart of convenience. No colour of love saw its emotion as evidence. This transaction doesn't tear my soul apart, Just burn a hole
Do you remember a guy thats been In such an early song Ive heard a rumor from ground control Oh no, don't say its true They got a message from the action
Hello, is anybody home The lights were on Try and switch to manual control But it's been on autopilot for so long And I?ve been working on the theory
The Breakfast Creek Hotel is up for sale The last square mile of terra firma gavelled in the mail So farewell to the Norfolk Island pines No amount of
She's out and back She's looking for the matches We built our own logic And now we scatter it's ashes We dropped a feather from the eighty-first floor
wait for the morning's first interruption wait for an exchange wait for the overall feeling but the overall feeling in here is arranged gentlemen (x2)
