Corduroy

The waiting drove me mad... you're finally here and I'm a mess
I take your entrance back... can't let you roam inside my head
I don't want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your bread...
I would rather run but I can't walk...
Guess I'll lie alone just like before...

I'll take the vermin's path... oh, and I must refuse your test
A-push me and I will resist... this behavior's not unique
I don't want to hear from those who know...
They can buy, but can't put on my clothes...
I don't want to limp for them to walk...
Never would have known of me before...
I don't want to be held in your debt...
I'll pay it off in blood, let I be wed...
I'm already cut up and half dead...
I'll end up alone like I began...

Everything has chains... absolutely nothing's changed
"Take my hand, not my picture," spilled my tincture
I don't want to take what you can give...
I would rather starve than eat your bread...
All the things that others want for me...
Can't buy what I want because it's free...
Can't buy what I want because it's free...
Can't be what you want because I'm...

Why ain't it supposed to be just fun
Oh, to live and die, let it be done
I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began...

[It's your move now...
I thought you were a friend, but I guess I, I guess I hate you...]

Drop the world- Lil Wayne ft. Eminem

I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes
Hate in my heart, love in my mind
I seen nights full of pain, days of the same
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain
And I search but never find, hurt but never cry
I work and forever try but I'm cursed, so never mind
And it's worse but better times seem further and beyond
The top gets higher the more that I climb
The spot gets smaller, and I get bigger
Tryna get into where I fit in, no room for a nig**
But soon for a nig** it be on, motherfu***
'Cause all this bullsh*t just make me strong, motherfu***
So I pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fu**** head
Yeah, *****, I'ma pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fu**** head
Yeah, and I could die now, rebirth, motherfu****
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfu****
I'm gone, motherfu****, I'm gone
I know what they don't wanna tell you
Just hope you're heaven-sent and you're hell-proof
I, I'll walk up in the world and cut the lights off
And confidence is the stain they can't wipe off
My word is my pride
But wisdom is bleak, and that's a word from the wise
Served to survive, murdered and bribed
And when it got too heavy, I put my burdens aside
So I pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fu****' head
Yeah, *****, I'ma pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fu****' head
Yeah, and I could die now, rebirth, motherfu****
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfu****
I'm gone, motherfu****, I'm gone
It hurts but I never show, this pain you'll never know
If only you could see just how lonely and how cold
And frostbit I've become, my back's against the wall
When push come to shove, I just stand up and scream **** 'em all
Man, it feels like these walls are closin' in
This roof is cavin' in
Uh, it's time to raise it, then
Your tasin' them with like pages in
My book of rhymes got 'em cookin'
Boy, this crooked mind of mine got 'em all shook
And scared to look in my eyes
I stole that fu****' clock, I took the time and I
Came up from behind and pretty much snuck up
And butt fu**** this game up
Better be careful when you bring my name up
Fu** this fame, that ain't what
I came to claim but the game ain't
Gonna be the same on the day that I leave it
But I swear one way or another
I'ma make these fu****' haters believe that
I swear to God, won't spare the rod
I'm a man of my word so your fu****' heads better nod
Or I'ma fu** around in this ***** and roast everybody
Sleep on me, that pillow is where your head'll lie
Permanently, *****, it's beddy bye
This world is my Easter egg, yeah, prepare to die
My head is swolle', my confidence is up
This stage is my pedestal, I'm unstoppable, incredible
Hope you're trapped in my medicine ball
I could run circles around you so fast
Your fu****' head'll spin, dog
I split your cabbage and your lettuce and olives, I'll fu****'
So I pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fu****' head
Yeah, *****, I'ma pick the world up
And I'ma drop it on your fu****' head
Yeah, and I could die now, rebirth, motherfu****
Hop up in my spaceship and leave Earth, motherfu****
I'm gone, motherfu****, I'm gone

Attitude

Yeah!

Attitude
Some f@ckin' attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You've got some attitude

Inside that bitter brain
There's gotta be a whore
If you don't shut your mouth
You're gonna feel the floor, yeah!

Attitude, what you've got
Some f@ckin' attitude
Attitude's what you've got
Some f@ckin' attitude
Yeah, all right

Inside that bitter brain
There's gotta be a whore
If you don't shut your mouth
You're gonna feel the mutha f@ckin' guitar!

Oh, attitude
Some f@ckin' attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You've got some attitude

Oh, attitude
Some f@ckin' attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You've got some attitude

Yeah!
Yeah!
Yeah!

Hacer Mucho Ruido Es Divertido

Hago mucho ruido
Porque odio a mis vecinos.
Hago mucho ruido
Porque soy un cretino.
Hacer mucho ruido
Es muy divertido.

Me cago en la leche que mamaron,
Los cabrones que me denunciaron,
Están todos amargados,
Porque yo soy mucho más guapo.

Me cago en la leche que mamaron,
Los cabrones que me denunciaron,
Están todos amargados,
Sus mujeres huelen a pescado!

Hago mi gimnasia
Destrozando la casa,
Y la lavadora
Sale por la ventana.
Hago mucho ruido,
Porque soy un cretino.

Me cago en la leche que mamaron,
Los cabrones que me denunciaron,
Están todos amargados,
Porque yo soy mucho más guapo.

Caramba, Carajo Ein Whisky (En Rio De Janeiro)

Hey, hey, hey!

Caramba, Carajo, ein Whisky,
Caramba, Carajo, ein Gin
Verflucht, sacramento, Dolores
Und alles ist wieder hin

In Rio de Janeiro, in einer klitzekleinen Hafenbar
Saß ein braungebrannter Gaucho mit schwarzbraunem Haar
Und er sprach: "Amigo mio sie war die schönste Frau in Rio"
Da lachte Don Philippo, der alte Spelunkenwirt

Hey, hey!

Caramba, Carajo, ein Whisky,
Caramba, Carajo, ein Gin
Verflucht, sacramento, Dolores
Und alles ist wieder hin

Hey, hey!

Caramba, Carajo, ein Whisky,
Caramba, Carajo, ein Gin
Verflucht, sacramento, Dolores
Und alles ist wieder hin

En Rio de Janeiro , en un lugar chico del puerto
Estaba sentado un Gaucho con el cabello castaño
Para olvidarse de Dolores que era su chica mas querida
Le dijo a Don Philippo el viejo dueño del bar ...

Hey , hey!

Caramba, Carajo, ein Whisky,
Caramba, Carajo, ein Gin
Verflucht, sacramento, Dolores
Und alles ist wieder hin
Und alles ist wieder hin
Oh yeah!

Pilsen

They are known as Pilsen
They're full of wind and piss
They're so bloody awful
That they can hardly miss

They're not what you call musicians
Not one of them can sing
Except for their old mate Ronald Biggs
Who sounds too much like Bing

We have no special talent
Except for sex and drink
We never ever mess with drugs
What would the neighbours think?

They like to lie around all day
Doing sweet F.A.
They're completely useless
But somehow make it pay

We rarely wash or clean our teeth
For we've got horrible breath
But punk chicks seem to like it
For them the kiss of death

You may have heard of the Pistols
Toten Hosen and the rest
But remember we are Pilsen
And we're the f@cking best

So if you're ever in Argentina
Or better still B.A.
Come and see a Pilsen show
We are giving one today

They are known as Pilsen
They're full of wind and piss
They're so bloody awful
That they can hardly miss

So if you're ever in Argentina
Or better still B.A.
Come and see a Pilsen show
We are giving one today

You may have heard of the Pistols
Toten Hosen and the rest
But remember we are Pilsen
And we're the f@cking best

You may have heard of the Pistols
Toten Hosen and the rest
But remember we are Pilsen
And we're the f@cking best

Bill Withers-Use me

My friends feel it's their appointed duty
They keep trying to tell me
All you want to do is use me
Ha, ha, but my answer, ha, ha
Yeah, to all that use me stuff
Is I wanna spread the news
That if it feels this good getting used
Oh, you just keep on using me
Until you use me up

Until you use me up

My brother, sit me right down
And he talked to me, ah-ha
He told me, ah-ha
That I ought not to let you just walk on me
And I'm sure he meant well
Yeah, but when our talk was through
I-I-I said brother, if you only knew
You'd wish that you were in my shoes
You just keep on using me
Until you use me up

Until you use me up

Oh sometimes, it's true you really do abuse me
You get in a crowd of high class people
And then you act real rude to me
But oh baby, baby, baby, baby
When you love me I can't get enough
I-I and I, wanna spread the news
That if it feels this good getting used
Oh, you just keep on using me
Until you use me up

Until you use me up

Talking about you using me
But it all depends on what you do
It ain't too bad the way you're using me
'Cause I sure am using you
To do the things you do
Ah-ha, to do the things you do

Lobo-Hombre En Paris

Cae la noche y a amanece en París
en el día en que todo ocurrió
como un sueño de locos sin fin,
la fortuna se ha reído de ti; ja ja.
Sorprendido espiando, el lobo esta volteando, y
es mordido por el mago del Siam.

La luna llena sobre París
ha transformado en hombre a Denis.

Rueda por los bares del bulevar,
se ha alojado en un sucio hostal.
Mientras está cenando, junto a él se ha sentado hoy
una joven con la que irá a contemplar…

…la luna llena sobre París.
Algunos francos cobra a Denis.
Auuu, Lobo-Hombre En París,
Au, su nombre es Denis.

El hombre lobo esta en París.
Au, su nombre, Denis.
La luna llena sobre París
ha transformado en hombre a Denis.

Mientras está cenando, junto a él se ha sentado
una joven con la que irá a contemplar…

…la luna llena sobre París
ha transformado en hombre a Denis.

Au… lobo hombre en París.

Disappointed

What friends are for
What friends are for

What friends are for
What friends are for

What friends are for
What friends are for

Promises, promises
Old, tired, worn out, second hand sentences
One thing, with you is certain
You're a really sad person
So sad

Disappointed a few people
When friendship reared its ugly head
Disappointed a few people
Well, isn't that what friends are for? (What friends are for)
What friends are for (What friends are for)
What are friends for? (What friends are for)

You, you're just a really sad person
Who won't, you won't listen to anyone
No not you
With those half moon eyelids
Just babbling on, your useless defenses
So sad

Disappointed a few people
When friendship reared its ugly head
Disappointed a few people
Well isn't that what friends are for (What friends are for)
What friends are for (What friends are for)
What are friends for?

This erratic haphazard, fluttering
This to-ing and fro-ing
Like a confused moth
The collision, illusion
And it's all ad infinitum
You're a really sad person
You're really so sad

Disappointed a few people
When friendship reared its ugly head
Disappointed a few people
Well isn't that what friends are for (What friends are for)
What friends are for (What friends are for)
What are friends for?

Fools and horses
Running their courses
And brow beaten down
Like dust on the ground
You cheat easily
Like sweet charity

And all of the bastards
The world despises
Springing surprises
In newer disguises
You cheat easily
Like all charity

Fools and horses (What friends are for)
Running their courses (What friends are for)
And brow beaten down (What friends are for)
Like dust on the ground (What friends are for)
You cheat easily (What friends are for)
Like sweet charity (What friends are for)

And all of the bastards (What friends are for)
The world despises (What friends are for)
Springing surprises (What friends are for)
In newer disguises (What friends are for)
You cheat easily (What friends are for)
Like all charity (What friends are for)

Fools and horses (What friends are for)
Running their courses (What friends are for)
And brow beaten down (What friends are for)
Like dust on the ground (What friends are for)
You cheat easily (What friends are for)
Like sweet charity (What friends are for)

Ella Saltó Por La Ventana

Julio amaba las pastillas
Rojas, verdes y amarillas.
Lo encontraron frío dentro en la farmacia.

Alberto murió electrocutado,
No pudo ser desconectado,
El rock´n´roll lo dejó carbonizado.

Sólo la muerte te salva de la vida
En el débil no curan las heridas.
Tu madre aun me sigue culpando
Esa vieja loca ya me está cansando.

Hey! , hey!

Ella saltó por la ventana
Se estrelló con la calle mojada,
Vivió demasiado tiempo entre estatuas.

Unos tragos de lejía,
Un salto desde la ventana,
No estaba loca simplemente estaba rota.

Hey! , hey!

Julio amaba las pastillas
Rojas, verdes y amarillas.
Lo encontraron frío dentro en la farmacia.

Alberto murió electrocutado,
No pudo ser desconectado,
El rock´n´roll lo dejó carbonizado.

Sólo la muerte te salva de la vida
En el débil no curan las heridas.
Tu madre aun te sigue culpando
Esa vieja loca ya me está cansando.

Working Class Hero

[John Lennon cover]

As soon as your born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so f@cking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and you're classless and free,
But you're still f@cking peasants as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like all the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero, well just follow me
If you want to be a hero, well just follow me

Outside

And you, can bring me to my knees
Again
All the times,
That I could beg you please-
In vain
All the times
That I felt insecure
For you
And I leave
My burdens at the door

But I'm on the outside
And I'm looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside you're ugly
You're ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you

All the times
That I felt like this won't end
It was for you
And I taste
What I could never have
It was from you
All the times
That I've cried
My intentions
Were full of pride
But I waste
More time than anyone

But I'm on the outside
And I'm looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside you're ugly
You're ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you

All the times
That I've cried
All this wasted
It's all inside
And I feel
All this pain
Stuffed it down
It's back again
And I lie
Here in bed
All alone
I can't mend
But I feel
Tomorrow will be okay

But I'm on the outside
And I'm looking in
I can see through you
See your true colors
'Cause inside you're ugly
You're ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you.

So Far Away

This is my life, it's not what it was before
All these feelings I've shared
And these are my dreams
That I'd never lived before
Somebody shake me
'Cause I, I must be sleepin'

Now that we're here, it's so far away
All the struggle we thought was in vain
An' all the mistakes one life contained
They all finally start to go away

An' now that we're here, it's so far away
An' I feel like I can face the day
An' I can't forget that I'm not ashamed
To be the person that I am today

These are my words
That I've never said before
I think I'm doin' okay
And this is the smile
I've never shown before
Somebody shake me
'Cause I, I must be sleepin'

An' now that we're here, it's so far away
All the struggle we thought was in vain
An' all the mistakes one life contained
They all finally start to go away

An' now that we're here, it's so far away
An' I feel like I can face the day
An' I can't forget that I'm not ashamed
To be the person that I am today

I'm so afraid of waking
Please don't shake me
Afraid of waking
Please don't shake me

Now that we're here, it's so far away
All the struggle we thought was in vain
An' all the mistakes one life contained
They all finally start to go away

An' now that we're here, it's so far away
An' I feel like I can face the day
An' I can't forget that I'm not ashamed
To be the person that I am today.

Sicarios

Alerta, que al que va en motocicleta ningun carro
Lo respeta, y autobus?, mejor ni hablar!
Tranquilo, que cuando llegue la hora, si usted
No se descontrola, no nos lograrán prender.

Deje el nervio ya y concéntrese.
Es muy tarde para hecharse atrás.
Se hace lo que se tiene que hacer
Cuando ya no hay nada mas que hablar.

Recuerde, el color del auto es blanco,
Europeo y nuevecito y porta placa oficial.
Son cinco, tres atrás, dos adelante;
Nuestro hombre está en la foto
Que le acabo de enseñar.
Colóquese al lado del chofer
Y no piense en lo que va a pasar.
No tenemos tiempo que perder:
Arranque al oirme disparar.

Hoy cambiará la vida.
Hoy cambiará su vida.
Hoy cambiará mi vida.

Yo no sé si el tipo es bueno, o malo;
Solo sé que le tocó perder.
En el cielo está Dios, soberano:
En la tierra, la orden del cartel.

Espero que la ametralladora no vuelva a trabarse ahora,
Como en el ensayo ayer.
Más tarde, después que cobre el trabajo lo invito
A tomarse un trago, no me vaya a despreciar.

Yo, por él, no siento compasión.
Nunca en vida él hizo algo por mí.
Si es entre él y yo la selección,
No me dolerá verlo morir.

Hoy cambiará la vida.
Hoy cambiará tu vida.
Hoy cambiará mi vida.

[Oye va a llover ... Parece que va a llover]

Know Your Enemy

Do you know the enemy?
Do you know your enemy?
Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey

Do you know the enemy?
Do you know your enemy?
Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey

Do you know the enemy?
Do you know your enemy?
Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey

Violence is an energy
Against the enemy
Well, violence is an energy, wah hey

Bringing on the fury
The choir infantry
Revolt against the honor to obey

Overthrow the effigy
The vast majority
Well, burning down the foreman of control

Silence is the enemy
Against your urgency
So rally up the demons of your soul

Do you know the enemy?
Do you know your enemy?
Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey

Do you know the enemy?
Do you know your enemy?
Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey

The insurgency will rise
When the blood's been sacrificed
Don't be blinded by the lies in your eyes
Sing!

Well, violence is an energy, oh ay, oh ay
Well, from here to eternity, oh ay, oh ay
Well, violence is an energy, oh ay, oh ay
Well, silence is the enemy so gimme gimme revolution!

Do you know the enemy?
Do you know your enemy?
Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey

Do you know the enemy?
Do you know your enemy?
Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey

Do you know the enemy?
Do you know your enemy?
Well, gotta know the enemy, wah hey

Overthrow the effigy
The vast majority
Burning down the foreman of control

Silence is the enemy
Against your urgency
So rally up the demons of your soul.

Double Talkin' Jive

Found a head and an arm in da garbage can
Don't know why I'm here
Livin' on the run for oh so long
I gotta go collect

Double talkin' jive
Get the money motherf@cker
'Cause I got no more patience
Double talkin'
-I got (lies)-

No more patience man

Back in town an'a all new friends
They sayin' how ya been?
F@cked up and outta place
That's how I felt back then

Double talkin' jive
Get the money motherf@cker
'Cause I got no more patience
Double talkin'
-I got (lies)-

No more patience man!

You dig what I'm sayin'?!

¿Viva La Gloria? [Little Girl]

Little girl, little girl why are you crying?
Inside your restless soul your heart is dying
Little one, little one your soul is purging
Of love and razor blades your blood is surging

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go

Little girl, little girl your life is calling
The charlatans and saints of your abandoned
Little one, little one the sky is falling
Your lifeboat of deception is now sailing
In the wake all the way no rhyme or reason
Your bloodshot eyes will show your heart of treason

Little girl, little girl you dirty liar
You're just a junkie preaching to the choir

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go

The traces of blood always follow you home like the mascara tears from your getaway [Gloria]
You're walking with blisters and running with shears, So unholy
Sister of grace!

Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home

Iván Fue Un Comunista

Iván fue un comunista.
Iván ya no lo es.
Iván creyó en algo.
Hoy no sabe en que creer.

Y va a morir absorto
La tierra que perdió.
Aunque nunca fue suya
Siempre fue del martillo y la hoz.

Iván se suicidó
Sobre una estrella roja.
Iván se suicidó.
En su pecho disparó.

Iván ya es historia.
Iván se suicido.
Por no entender momentos,
Fragmentos que vivió.

Iván fue un comunista.
Iván ya no lo es.
Iván gritaba "los Rojos al poder"
Y el Tío Sam se reía de él.

Iván se suicidó.
Sobre una estrella roja.
Iván se suicidó.
En su pecho disparó.

Iván se suicidó
Sobre una estrella roja.
Iván se suicidó.
En su pecho disparó. ¡Si!

Oh oh oh oh oh oh.