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letra de garbage - sean matsukawa

[intro – 1950’s dragnet (skit)]
friday: it was tuesday, march 25th. it was cold in los angeles. we were working the night-watch at a homicide. detectives in los angeles work in pairs. my partner is ben romero. he’s a sergeant, so am i. my name’s friday

[verse 1]
i won’t ever know, why stars won’t gleam
i won’t ever show, the way to me
i don’t need to go, we’re far too deep
got caught up on a stone, i skip full speed

i won’t ever know, why stars won’t gleam
i won’t ever show, the way to me
i don’t need to go, we’re far too deep
caught up on a stone, i skip full speed

[chorus]
oooh, pleasure
pressure
pleasure
oooh, pleasure

[verse 2]
i won’t ever know, why stars won’t gleam
i won’t ever show, the way to me
i don’t need to go, we’re far too deep
got caught up on a stone, i skip full speed

i won’t ever know, why stars won’t gleam
i won’t ever show, the way to me
i don’t need to go, we’re far too deep
caught up on a stone, i skip full speed

[chorus]
oooh, pleasure
pressure
pleasure
oooh, pleasure

[outro – 1950’s dragnet (skit) -continued-]
friday: wait a minute emerson. weren’t there any people around by that time?
emerson: i, uh, quite a few of them ran out after the shots
friday: you mean n0body would help you to the car?
emerson: that’s right
friday: hmm… did you get a good look at any of the gunman?
emerson: well, one of them was tall…. there was something funny about his nose. that’s all i saw, it’s too dark out there. williams was closer, i think he got a good look
ben romero: the other officer “williams”
friday: mmhm, pretty bad shape
emerson: is he breathing?
friday: he’s still alive emerson, i don’t know how much time he’s got
emerson: ambulance?
friday: on the way

- sean matsukawa

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