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| Con el permiso de los Doors: This is the end Beautiful stanflation This is the end My only zulo, the end Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end Ill never look into bricks...again Can you picture what will be So limitless loss Desperately in need...of some...strangers hand In a...desperate land Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain And all the pepitos are insane All the visilleras are insane Waiting for the summer revaluation, yeah Theres danger on the edge of windows Ride slope of recession, baby Weird scenes inside the pisito Ride the highway west, on your bicycle Ride the snake, ride the snake To the doom, the cross of doom, baby The stanflation is long, seven years Ride the snake...hes old, and his skin is cold The hell is the best The hell is the best Get here, and well do the rest The blue pepito is callin us The blue pepito is callin us Bbubes, where you taken us Trichet awoke before dawn, he put his boots on He took a face from the ancient gallery And he walked on down the hall He went into the room where his Yuri lived, and...then he Paid a visit to BdE, and then he He walked on down the hall, and And he came to a door...and he looked inside Zapatitos, yes Trichi, I want to kill you Pepi-visillera...i want to...fuck you Cmon baby, take a chance with us Cmon baby, take a chance with us Cmon baby, take a chance with us And meet me my back blue hole turnin red Doin a blue cipoteca On a blue pepito Doin a blue cipoteca Cmon, yeah Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill This is the end Beautiful estanflation This is the end My only brick, the end It hurts to set you free But youll never follow me The end of laughter and soft lies The end of nights we laugh from burbis This is the end Le dejo a Pterpan o algún otro avezado la tarea de doblar el video.
__________________ LOS GOBIERNOS ROBAN. "No podemos conducir (España) por ti." Evidente señores, evidente. Política, el verdadero crimen organizado. |
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| Con el permiso de los maiden y aprovechando que se ambienta en lo mismo: I've looked into the heart of darkness Where the mortage adventure ends When you've faced the heart of darkness Even your soul begins to freeze For a lustrum I have been waiting Still I am only in Seseña The walls moves in a little closer I feel the lake calls me on Every minute I get poorer While in the burbis they grow strong What I wanted was a mortage And for my sins they gave me one They brought it up just like room service 'Cause everyone gets one And when that mortage was all over I'd never want another one I know, banker, that you've done this work before We've got a problem you can help us I'm sure Trichi's gone rogue, and his methods are unsound You'll take a CDO up BCE; Track Him Down! There's a conflict in every human heart And the temptation is to take it all too far In this bubble things get so confused But there are some things which cannot be excused Pepito's acting like a god - an insane lunatic Your mission - speculate with extreme prejudice The route is dangerous and your progress may be slow Here is the mortage and it's all you need to know Here I am the knife in my hand And now I understand why the genius must die Now I stand alone in the darkness With the mortage my hands Where sat the winner the wiener Now lie the fragments of a looser
__________________ LOS GOBIERNOS ROBAN. "No podemos conducir (España) por ti." Evidente señores, evidente. Política, el verdadero crimen organizado. |
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