Letras:
Guita

YO SIEMPRE FUI UNA PERSONA MUY HUMILDE CASA DE BARRO Y DE BAJA CONDICION DE PROFESION CUIDADOR DE AUTOS SIEMPRE FUI POBRE NUNCA NADA ME SOBRO EL OTRO

YO SIEMPRE FUI UNA PERSONA MUY HUMILDE CASA DE BARRO Y DE BAJA CONDICION DE PROFESION CUIDADOR DE AUTOS SIEMPRE FUI POBRE NUNCA NADA ME SOBRO EL OTRO

: I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping Still my guitar gently

: You should feel what i feel, you should take what i take You should feel, you should feel

you Every time I'm by him, by him You're ripping up on the chords, playing my heart Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar Electric guitar, electric guitar, electric guitar

away Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors Bang bang, go the boots on the floor Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son Clang clang, go the jail guitar

away Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors Bang bang, go the boots on the floor Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son Clang clang, go the jail guitar

: (Instrumental)

: [The ending part of Mistreated] [Instrumental]