A keresés eredménye

I raise my glass

I´m gonna kill the lion
Of the void we lack today
I raise my glass for all the children of Soul
And for the neighbor who reported us
For our way to make rock and roll
Fly, let them fly
A table for two
 
I raise my glass to the sunrise light in every city
Only kisses
If you don´t see me
I´ll be behind
Saying too late
Way too late
 
Let´s go dance until they drag me somewhere else
If possibly I´m not abstemious
Today I´ll be it even more
To not piss you off
So as not to lose you
 
I´m sorry I´m getting older
And look at the world from my balcony
And if in black and white
I find Truffault
I´ll beat him, four hundred and two
And laugh awake, live without dreaming it
Checking the case, it is not that big of a deal
 
I raise my glass to the sunrise light in every city
Only kisses
If you don´t see me
I´ll be behind
Saying too late
Way too late
 
Let´s go dance until they drag me somewhere else
If possibly I´m not abstemious
Today I´ll be it even more
To not piss you off
So as not to lose you
 
I´m gonna kill the lion of continuous apetite
I´m gonna feel better when all this gets to an end
 

On my way to the motel

On my way to the motel
I've been greeted by three chavs that were coming back from a party
They were taking a tea
And were arguing about life while they were going to the neighbourhood's Mass, at Colón*
 
On my way to the motel
While Pucho promised me he would give me a little bit from everything
I told him that rum
it wouldn't be a lack of it in the swamps of my farewell, and it's c'mon
 
And I'm already in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Because I'm in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Give me anything to drink
 
On my way to the motel
I've been greeted by three poofters that were coming back from cruising
They were taking a coffee
And were arguing about the Euribor while they were going to the neighbourhood's Mass, at Colón
 
On my way to the motel
While the naked muses were dancing to the sound of my song
It's my solution
To come to Marvel and tell you my experience, fasting, high as a kite
 
And I'm already in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Because I'm in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Give me anything to drink
 
And this is coming to the end, and this is going to be closed,
People are already going, close the fucking door
This is coming to the end, and this is going to be closed,
Turcana is coming to the bar, it's starting
The party is starting
 
And I'm already in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Because I'm in the motel, and I start drinking
And I start dancing and I start to encourage
Stupidity, give me anything to drink
Give me anything to drink