Que pasa viejo Jose. No joda huevn. Nos jodiste. . Es que tu crees que yo tengo la plata. debajo del colchn. Es que todos creen que yo tengo la plata.
Ahora la noche me cubre. y con luces la ciudad.. . La noche se vuelve siluetas. y espejismos al mirar.. . La noche se vuelve pasin. blues delirio y rock and rool..
Voy caminando por esta ruta sin saber su final.. Es tan difcil de parar y seguir andando igual.. . La curiosidad es mi delirio,. la necesidad de continuar..
Hombre de la gran ciudad. que caminas por ah. Hombre de la gran ciudad. que caminas por ah. sin saber a donde vas.. sin saber a donde vas.. . Hacia la msica el cosmos.
Entre bares y suburbios y la magia de la noche. nos tomamos unas copas y tocamos unas notas. y es que a veces no lo creo cuando el ritmo nos consume. y viajamos tu y yo en vrtigo del rock and roll..
John Lennon,. Bob Marley,. Mick Jagger,. Erick Burdon, Keith Richards,. James Brown (get up). Frankie Miller Band. . James Cotton, Taj Majal,. Boom Boom Boom.
Oh dulce meloda. que quito de m el alma ma. es el ritual del amor que le llaman.. . Oh dulce meloda. que visti en llanto esta poesa. dolor, depresin, dolor..
Boom boom, bang bang. Boom boom, bang bang. . Es lo que se escucha en el campo y en la ciudad. boom boom, bang bang. no quiero volver a escuchar. boom boom ni bang bang..
Si tengo que viajar hasta el polo. y morderme los codos,. si tengo que empacar las maletas. y viajar a la meca, meca, meca. si tengo que morirme tocando.
One click and time stood still. One bright flash accompanied the will. The will to freeze the moment (in time). The thread through all our lives. Evidence for years to come.
Lifeless in a matching frame with a smile for all to see. The remembrance of those better days is like yesterday to me. Hold that thought and re-live the day.
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up !!!. . I never made my understanding a triumph over you. ( I never did, I'll never do ). All these things you're blaming me of..I bet you knew.
The frail threads of perception connect to no certainty.. There's no magnetism toward the truth,. just you and me floating in our minds, in our galaxy,.
A moment to pause and rest my oversized,. overpriced head.. I'm gazing at the edges of our geometric nests. against a backdrop of atmosphere, and squinting to blur it all clear..
This is meaningless.. A life into a metaphor seems pressed in one direction,. one dimension of conflicting forms.. Start to abstract from this fluctuation static forms,.
We've opened up the book in your cells to find your soul. and define your reason.. In your chromosomes we see you naked. without the fairy tales that feel like home,.
Just a few facts that I thought you should know.... Life increases your chances of dying,. so why are you trying at all?. On a walk in the summer sun you're more likely to be in a homocide,.
I'll save a hole for you to crawl into when you wake up to see,. this great deceit you bought into.. Your face will melt, and soon you'll be consumed..
Marijuana cigarettes are called "Joints".. One that has been partially smoked is called a "roach".. Note this burned hotspot in the paper.. Unrefined marijuana, called "unmanicured", often contains seeds..