letra de wilson joliet - john cale
she was so afraid of everything she said
since her mother told her why once upon a time
there was no rhyme
before the clock slammed another door
of the weary hours we were facing a second hand shylock
shylocked in, in on us
i saw what it had taken
playing back that old brigade of mine
everything was dirty, everything was without rhyme
everything was dirty, everything was without rhyme
cause me and n-gg-r marched
yes, me and n-gg-r blasted our way out
of here just like yesterday
yesterday’s streets were burnt down into sh-lls
mothers weep while children sleep
like ancestors in the ground
the misery of nuns lie together like sons
who do not have the taste for the battle
we are shuffled like a pack of cards in the dead of night
like lovers below bataan, below the senses
cause the senses smell of tears
while we and n-gg-r marched
blasted our way out of here
close the door and let’s have some private life
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- letra de ricordi - ortel
- letra de dust - the last cow
- letra de someone to love - joel adams
- letra de bad bitch - peg parnevik
- letra de refusenik - il teatro degli orrori
- letra de finer things - ilish
- letra de second place - the pale white
- letra de ju - fuudge
- letra de eres tan distinta a todas (versión año nuevo) - villa cariño