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Puebla
08:57
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But now, can we look at ourselves?
And then, there´s nothing new in your life?
But now, can we look at ourselves?
Just four sides in the compass
You´ve got to choose your own way
[Fly up to the Sun, Blowin´ up the Wind,
Destroying all our faces, Forgetting all our Names]
But now, can we look at ourselves?
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I don't know what I do
04:51
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This make you feel like a tree on fire (Cause I don´t know, I never know)
And you can´t always do the right things (Cause You don´t care, You never care)
Then i show you a couple things that´s going to make you groove
I don´t know what to do
To say i love you baby, i feel so alive
Your way to talk, your eyes, your lips
I think is time to say goodbye.
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Can you
04:17
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Can You say no to yourself and to my eyes?
And can You just look to our times and to your lies?
A Human being can do
The fuck he wants, the fuck she wants
And what we want? What i want?
[I can teach you a few words,
and then we can get a pair of electronical hot-dogs
and, after that, i wanna hold your hand like The Beatles
and you reach the sky, like that, dirty slut,
Lucy in the Sky with her Cheap Diamonds]
I Can shoot with words to hit
Where you feel more pain
We Can knock you down
You Can feel more pain
He Can fuck your ass
I Can tell you lies.
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Any funny day
05:49
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Any funny day, I just got to say
Do You want to Play? Or do You like the Greys?
But, we can´t stop now
We´re Flyin´so high
Psychedelic streams, Going through Us
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Just take a look to all the junkies in the couch
With all their blood painted needles in their hands
And take a look to all the hippies in the ground
Selling the cheap stuff they sell to live
But I don´t want to die, to keep myself with you
Sometimes i make you cry, i think that´s fair for you
And take a look to all the witches on the clouds
Doing the bad things to the good and scared people
Honey i got something to say that´s going to freak you out:
I´m a little junkie, a big hippie and i´ve got a black cat on my bed
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