hacia donde van a terminar Hoy somos una emocion Manana solo una pieza Buscando un lugar Todo tiene que encajar Solo somos una pieza Buscando un
: O amor e um grande laco Um passo pr'uma armadilha Um lobo correndo em circulo Pra alimentar a matilha Comparo sua chegada Com a fuga de uma ilha:
: Rain, rain Go away Please come back Another day But not today 'Cause I'm not ready To say goodbye To these golden rays of sunshine. I believe That
: Punish me, for I have sinned Punish me, for my existence [Chorus:] Heart built of stone yet in need of love, Built of stone in need of love Punish
: Well, I left Kentucky back in '49 An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line The first year they had me puttin' wheels on cadillacs Every day I
: Now I'm not saying we're unhappy Being classified as simply a punk-ska band And sure you think these groups are crappy That this many screaming teenage
Well, I left Kentucky back in '49 An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line The first year they had me puttin' wheels on Cadillacs Every day I'd watch
Pick up the fragments and piece them together Tell me, do you like what you've found? Are your thoughts like the world spinning 'round? Existence is pure
Now I'm not saying we're unhappy Being classified as simply a punk-ska band And sure you think these groups are crappy That this many screaming teenage
She's so fine, how about a 9 on a 10 scale With long legs straight on up to her lunch pail Sweet little wishbone, oh yeah Don't wanna break her in half
Pray you don't Lose your place Dead of night Underway All your days Pass you by Sun will rise On your lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, nights Pray you
There we go, okay, okay Don't do me greasy, okay Uh, aye, yo, you know what a dog needs? Do you really know what a dog needs? Uh, a dog needs a, grr (
I found a piece of what I want to find I got a taste of what's on the outside I feel it pounding, I feel it bending I feel it breaking, breaking me inside
Another Piece of Red I was reading in New Zealand about Ian Smith I was thinking they were lucky to be rid of that shit. The people here can still believe
Now if you wanna hear some boogie like I'm gonna play It's just an old piano and a knockout bass The drummer man's a cat they call Kickin' McCoy I know
(Djavan, 1981) O amor e um grande laco Um passo pr'uma armadilha Um lobo correndo em circulo Pra alimentar a matilha Comparo sua chegada Com a fuga de