Ayy hah hi!. Ayy hah ha!. Ayy hah hi!. Ayy hah ha ha!. . I'm going to be a cholo.. I'm proud to be a cholo.. I was born to be a cholo.. They say I'm down for being a cholo..
The rule of the tyrants decline. The year, 1979. From uganda to nicaragua. It's bombs and bullets all the time. So they corrupt, so they vile. So it's coup after coup all the while.
(A. Vandenberg). All I ever need seems so easy to get now. Doesn't seem so abstract now it's right in front of me. Easy to please, a ball of wax in your hands now.
Coo coo u. I think you're coo coo. Coo coo u. Coo coo u. I think you're coo coo. Coo coo u. . Coo coo u. I think you're coo coo. Coo coo u. Coo coo u.
I [???] so scary. . Never got along with the heinas in mi school. Trippin' on me for smokin' super cools. Muchos problemo on mi cabeza. . I want to put mi verga in la muerte!.
(A. Vandenberg). These days I wanna hide away, stick my head in the sand. Well nothing makes me wanna stay, is this the promised land?. It's dog eat dog all over the world, a life ain't worth a damn.
Brown Girl (the words). . Hit it Carl. . She's brown and strutting down the sidewalk. Leaves of trail of blue and black with those high heels across my back.
I'm here to just confirm what I've been. Really always sayin'. About modern jazz. It's the savior of the nation. And I'll believe it if you do too. The rhythm & blues.
(music: A. Vandenberg, lyrics: R. Young, A. Vandenberg). So many questions, uncertainties, they're tryin' to get me slowly to my knees. And time is slippin' away.
After the crash when you're. strolling thru the ruins alone. Pick up the phone. When you feel twisted, honey,. I'm listed. Confide in me, confide in me.
[intro]. horale holmes. i just want to let you know that manic hispanic is brown, down and coming to your town. i know some of you vatos got old ladies that are just big crybabies. if they cry too much holmes, send her over to manic hispanic, and when they come back crying after what manic hispanic did to them tell'er ease, ill be there before the next teardrop falls..
There's an infinity of ways. And just as many people striving for them, oh. Who's to say what is wrong or right. Only we can judge what lies within us.
(music: A. Vandenberg, lyrics: R. Young). There's a rose that grows up through the pavement. She's reachin' for the sky, but she knows. She's lost in a world that has no pity.
See the white and fluffy clouds. Adore the sun. As he shines his light. On each and every one. Still, those clouds can hide his light. Till the day becomes like night.
We've been good friends so very long. Oh but now I'm feelin' something much more strong. You make me feel so good. When you move like you should. Ooh, what I'm thinking can't be wrong.
(music: A. Vandenberg, lyrics: R. Young). There's a shadow in my life, between the black and white. And it's blocking out the light. I listened to what you said, it still echoes in my head.
(A. Vandenberg). Just a human being, I've had more than enough. Feelin' like a punchin' bag, feeling pretty rough. I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide anymore what I feel inside.
I'm headin' for the station with a pack on my back. I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack. I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety-clack.
(music: A. Vandenberg, lyrics: R. Young). Tell me, tell me can you feel it, go from a whisper to a scream. The look in your eyes bears a clever disguise.
Chicken Bone Bone, Chicken Bone Bone, Chicken Bone Bone, Chicken Bone Bone. . I have my woman by my side. And the moon lights up her eyes. And as I sit I wonder why.