Can someone take me, oh~. I gotta break free, oh~. . Tossing and turning. Every night been tryin to sleep. It aint the rain against my window keepin me.
There's a Spanish girl with Ebony eyes. Selling Cuban coffee and guava pies. While the boys hang at the corner store. Drinkin' Iron Beer, rollin' dice on the floor.
We get together once a week. To bare our souls in my back seat. She makes me wear my heart on my sleeve. She cried a bit, I act the fool. We reminisce about high school.
Shake, shake, shake. Shake what you got. Shake what God give you baby. Until the break of dawn. . Please, please, please. Get up on your feet. Finish what you started baby.
All my life. I've been waiting for my luck to change. I close my eyes and turn to prayer. Hoping that someone might hear. . Cause I'm back on the outside again.
I remember being seventeen years old. Barreling down Blue Diamond Road. If we get there before my parents get home. I could sneak you in. . We made it just in time.
A poor boy in rich man's clothes. A young child with an old man's soul. A prostitute with long term goals. A blue collar priest. . I won't lie for an honest buck.
Cold hard rain. Is dancing on my soul. Riding a pale horse. I'm knocking on Hades' door. . Cold hard rain. Wild Texas flood. Is rolling through my blood.
Gypsy woman, come inside now. And take a load off your feet. You've been pounding the pavement. Ain't told a fortune in weeks. . She spends here money on tequila.
The first time we met. I lit a cigarette. In a dive bar in downtown TJ. I ordered two shots. Dropped a dime in the jukebox. And played 3Life By The Drop2 by Stevie Ray.
Headlights shining on a fence. Two kids holding hands. In my Daddy's car. Clothes lyin' on the floor. Lennon on the radio. Singin' songs for the lonely hearts.
I remember Angel Park. The vacant lot where we rode our bikes. Later learned to drive our cars. . I remember Sam Jonas Drive. The corner house where my Daddy gave.
Her eyes are like the ocean. Just as wonderful and deep. I got this crazy notion. To sweep her off her feet. . She smelled like fresh cut flowers. And she tastes like caramel.
I will stand tall, like an unconquered mountain. Like an integrated fountain in the South. If I fall, I'll make my country proud. I won't let this flag touch the ground.
Do you think you could learn?. Do you think you could love?. Do you think you could learn to love me?. . Do you think I can change?. Do you think you would mind?.
You wake up in the morning and you call the mirror God. With eyes deep inside that show a man in love. Self-hypnotized to your transcendency within. Idiot-proofed game you play, no matter what you lose you think you win.
I blame you for how I am. Or else I wouldn't understand. All I know is survival all is hell. Bottom of the hole through which I fell. Answer the question to end them all.
Things I've assembled. To be torn apart. It seems the essence. This lava in my heart. The same old story. Handed by a woman and a snake. Jokes about purgatory.
Los otros latinos tienen a Ricky y Carlos Santana. Pero nosotros un italiano llamado Cara Cortada. No hay raza ni orgullo no jugamos ese juegito. Tumbamos al mundo en los ochentas con el perico.
This silver platter world. Handing out its song and dance. Says subjective obsolescence. Is the right of all humans. Condemned human race dancing. To their hormonal tunes.