You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.. You really are a heel.. You're as cuddly as a cactus,. You're as charming as an eel,. Mr. Grinch.. You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel..
Por tiempo de grande pobresa y tristessa. Emiliano dejo a su familia y su tierra. Harto de ver tanta pena. Aogando su patria tan querida. Ya basta!. .
You run, you hide. As tears fall from your eyes. They fall like snow. From a wounded soul. . You hold inside. The hurt of great divide. The hole is starting to get old.
Dreams were made to last in storybooks. Just like the hero of the day. You wait until they walk into your world. And make the demons go away. . You know I'm here, I'll take good care of you now.
Miserable and alone. When I'm stumbling 'bout in my home. With no one to care about.. No one to care about.. . Feeling the change in my hands. As I bury my head in the sand.
In Yarmouth town there lived a man. He had a little tavern by the strand. And the landlord had a daughter fair. Pretty little thing with golden hair. .
We were poor. But I was satisfied. And I thought that you were, too. . You were pure. And I was terrified. I wasn't good enough for you. . When they sailed.
You just have to be crazy, don't you?. You just have to be out of your mind. You just have to be crazy, don't you?. You just have to be. . True or not?.
I'm writing you for a hundredth time. 'Cause ninety ninth, you threw away. In my mind, a thousand times. I've said everything you won't say. Yeah, I've said everything you won't say.
Baby, here I am again. Kicking dust in the canyon wind. Waiting for that sun to go down. Made it up Mulholland Drive. Hell bent on getting high. High above the lights of town.
I could make you mine. I'm so tempted to touch you. I'm dying to cross the line. But I like your girl too much. I never wanted to meet her. But you let me.
Running short on imagination. Still we waste it all on words. Spoken without the benefit of our minds. . The candle burns the edges fray. Our best intentions waste away.
there's something lost somewhere inside. another darkened room where dreams all go to die. once more a tear drops slowly to my feet. again I recognize the triumph in defeat.
Years from now. Will this mean everything. Or just another song we used to sing. When our common goals seemed crystal clear. In those angry days we were so sincere.
A fool crusade a proxy war. We justify we keep the score. With millions dead too blind to see. The cryptic clash of world war III. . Did your country sons and daughters.
still i wonder how you are,. . and what became of all of this. did you cry when winter's hands. stole you from that fertile grave?. did your mother hold you dear.
You're trying to remember why you cut all your hair. Were you trying to be someone you weren't? You don't hang around the old haunts anymore, no, all the of those bridges are burned. He doesn't' like to share you - he likes your hair short, You're not you, you're not you anymore..
Is he out with your cousin again?. Don't you know where your cousin's been?. I heard he's running with a prostitute. Oh, your aunt's so upset. And your man is keeping secrets.
You ate and you smoked and you drank all your words. We all know it's true because of the rumors we've heard. You've grown up and moved on, you're ready to leave.