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Escuchar Nancy Amancio Lanzo Flechas


Letras

El Ciclón (Café Tacuba)

Yo, flecha
flor, polen, flecha
abeja, oso, pez

Flecha, agua,
sube, nube,
llueve, arbol, flecha,
oxigeno, flecha, pulmon

Nopiltze, hija mia
Acaso Dios nunca muere?
A que dios te refieras
Todo de eso depende.
Hay dioses que pensaron
que el mundo era infinito, y
no hay un equilibrio entre los reinos hijo mio

Yo, flecha...

Gira y da vueltas
y rueda girando
Gira y da vueltas
y rueda, y rueda

Quiero hacerla un cuadrado,
deformarla en un triangulo
pero la vida siempre vuelve a su forma circular

La unica que puede darnos vueltas es Dios
Hay tan pocas flores ya, peces, agua que pense
que la vuelta no daría
Hoy tu hijo me respira.
Si el equilibrio es Dios, y el equilibrio murio,
Que paso con Dios?

Gira y da vueltas...

Drummer Man (Nancy Sinatra)

Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry
Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry
Daddy works in a rock and roll band
He's a Drummer Man
Plays all night in a crummy dive
Down on Lincoln Street
Living in a rat trap, hassle and
A-hustle with the welfare plan
Lord, it's tough when
You're living with a dream
Of a Drummer Man

Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry
Don't you know, little baby, bye and bye
Daddy's really going to
Make it big like Ringo done
Be a Hollywood cat and live up
In the canyon where the sun shines
If we can just hold on till
We find that once in a lifetime plan
Oh, Lord, it hurts to be living with a dream
Of a Drummer Man
He's a Drummer Man,
That's what he is
And I love him so
And I clean his jeans
And I dry his tears
When the breaks don't come,
And it ain't no fun
He's my man
And he's a real good drummer
It's a bummer when you've got to play
The nickel and the dime
Kind of job that don't pay enough
To buy a can of beans
Chicken bone's clean

Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry
Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry
Daddy works in a rock and roll band
He's a Drummer Man
He beats out time, drinks a lot of bad
Wine down on Lincoln Street
One day Daddy's going to be a star
But in the meantime
Oh, Lord, it's tough to be living with a dream
Of a Drummer Man
Child it's tough but your Daddy is a dream
Of a Drummer Man

De caceria (Def Con Dos)

Ketchup de color de sangre,
carne picada devorada por el hambre,
rodajas de pepino, aros de cebolla,
carne de cañón que mastican las señoras.
Los viejos, los niños, los mozos y las novias,
muy entretenidos moviendo el bigote,
comiendo hamburguesas y helados de colores.
Hablan, mascan, se lanzan perdigones,
y rascan el cartón para ver si ha habido suerte,
y sale la cara del payaso sonriente.
Y toca menú con batido de regalo,
gorra de visera con su nombre bordado.
Ronald (McDonald) aplaude, también los camareros.
Todo es estupendo hasta que YO llego.
Porque hoy su destino tiene otro color:
El negro del acero de mi Kalashnikov.
AK-47: Odio y venganza de excombatiente.
Un arma en cada mano, granadas en el pecho
y en la cara pintados los colores del infierno.
No puedo ver a "Charlie" pero sé que me vigila
y también sé que esta gente es la culpable de mi ruina.
Con 30 balas por cargador hoy no seré yo el perdedor.
Y ya estoy de nuevo en el campo de batalla,
pero aquí es mucho mejor, porque nadie me dispara.
Apunto al montón, aprieto el gatillo
y escucho ráfagas mezcladas con gritos,
lamentos, lloros, alaridos.
Veo en el aire la estela del casquillo.
Los chorros de sangre, los cráneos abiertos
y las listas de precios salpicadas por sesos.
Unos se esconden, otros se escapan
y al final se resignan menos uno que me ataca.
Duran muy poco los héroes caseros.
¡Cuanto más se resisten más me divierto!
Mañana habrá luto en la oficina de correos.
Visto y no visto: cargadores vacíos
y cartas de póker para los caídos.
YA HA EMPEZADO LA CACERÍA.
Resuenan sirenas en el fondo de la calle
y me acerco a una ventana pisando cadáveres.
Un megáfono me dice que me rinda.
Tendré que empezar a matar policías.
Y más munición, encenderme otro puro,
y buscar un rehén que me sirva de escudo.
Ha habido suerte, debajo de esa mesa
hay una embarazada haciéndose la sueca.
Y con ella delante nadie me dispara,
así que soy yo quien empieza a dispararles.
Caen fiambres sobre el asfalto.
Así ganan medallas los funcionarios.
¡ALTO! Que sin querer
he estrangulado a mi única rehén.
¡MALDICIÓN! ¡Menudo fallo!
Que ahora vienen a por mí los que visten como Rambo.
Un arma encasquillada y en la otra ni una bala
y gas lacrimógeno que cae por la ventana.
Les lanzo hamburguesas y pepinillos
y me acerco a la barra sorteando los tiros.
Pero se acabó, ha cambiado mi suerte.
Descubro un rayo láser posado en mi frente.
Apuro en el habano una última calada
y un 'Viet-Cong' me dice "sayonara".
SE ACABO LA CACERÍA.

Lightnin Girl (Nancy Sinatra)

I've told you that I'm Lightning's girl
But you keep hanging 'round
If Lightning ever catches you
He's got to put you down
(spoken) About six feet!

Stay away from Lightning's girl
And this part of town
Stay away from Lightning's girl
Or he'll put you down...yeah

Better stop your grooving 'round
Another rooster's hen
If Lightning ever catches you
He's got to do you in
(spoken) In about two minutes!

Stay away from Lightning's girl
And this part of town
Stay away from Lightning's girl
Or he'll put you down

Here comes Lightning down the street
While you just stand there talking
If I were you I'd start to move
And tell my story walking
(spoken) About a hundred miles an hour!

Stay away from Lightning's girl
And this part of town
Stay away from Lightning's girl
Or he'll put you down

Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l
Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l
Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l
Stay away from Lightning's g-i-r-l

**, Drugs, And Rock & Roll (Guns N' Roses)

You guys know anything about drugs?

"Yeah, we're on 'em"

You wanna know about drugs?

Well first of all, I don't know shit about drugs but I just feel like singing about 'em

It was longs ago
Seems like a dream
The day I sucked the air
From a bottle of whipped cream
And I got real high
And things got real slow
"and I started talking like this"
Whats going on?
I don't know
and then I sold my car
For break for dead ticked
Nd my dad yelled at me
nd he grounded me
Nd he said I was a dick It was the worst day of my life
And i'll never forget it
But the very next day
I was doing bong hits in the back of my friends chevvete
So don't tell me we're winning the war on drugs
Cause drugs are like a big old can of Raid and you're all little bugs
And don't tell me to not get high
Cause im as low as i can get without kissing your**and blowing you at the same time


CHORUS:
Man don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Jones' has a hand gun pointing at me
Dont tell me to "Just say no"
Im an addict, I say no to let me go
Whatever happened to ** Drugs and rock and roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack and techno


So they busted me!
I said I say, ** them up for selling dope
And i went to jail and I wasn't forgiven
Like that little **er who shot the pope and said "I have the right to remain silent"
But they couldn't explain
How i didn't exist nd I wasnt violent
Cause all ive ever wanted is the right to remain
and then they questioned me, yeah they asked me
WHY?
And I said "I don't think I should be shot for selling pot, this is my little way of saying...
High! And now my record 'sall **ed up"
Nd im not 'llowed to vote
'N two times a week they make me piss in a cup, but what i wanna do is piss down their throats


CHORUS:
Now don't tell me about love and peace
When one of the Jones' has a hand gun pointing at me
And dont tell me to "just say no!"
I'm an addict, I say no to let me go
Whatever happened to ** Drugs and rock and roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack and techno

"ok heres the sensitive part"

Nd they told me the time to change
Cause our parents have Hendrix Janice and Jim, but what about River Phoenix and Kurt Cobain?
And they told me
To praise the Lord
But i've been waiting so long for him to call me back
I think im gonna go and prey at Betty Four
And they told me that life is fair

"BULLSHIT!"

But I cant smoke a plant that was made by God, but I can kill my wife if i'm a football player
'N they told me, Yeah they told me to just ignore
But i'd rather smoke crack outta Nancy Reagen's skull, while getting a blowjob from Tiffard Gold

CHORUS:
'N dont tell me bout love and peace
When one of the Jones' has a hand gun pointing at me
And dont tell me to "just say no!"
I'm an addict, I say no to let me go
Whatever happened to ** Drugs and rock and roll?
Now we just have AIDS, crack and techno

Song Of The Songs (Glen Of Guinness)

I was close to be a man I heard my mother say
That she did not dare to teach me how to play
That dear old game where nothing’s right or wrong
The winding path of the song of the songs

So I played with lovely Joan and Mary-Ann
Katy O’Neil and her sister as well
Nothing ever could prepare me
For what I’ve found in these deep sweet eyes of blue

I’ve kissed many scarlet threads, stroked frightened fawns
Blown on gardens from twilight to dawn
And getting drunk on spices along
It was never those of the song of the songs

I’ve breathed sweet lillies, dripping liquid myrrh
Climbed up palm trees often with no fear
Let their precious fruits melt under my tongue
It was never those of the song of the songs

I played with lovely Joan and Mary-Ann
Katy O’Neil and her sister as well
Nothing ever could prepare me
For what I’ve found in these deep sweet eyes of blue

But that night no fruits no spices anymore
My senses lost I’ve found the secret door
There’s a message I knew all along
Only your heart knows the song of the songs

I played with lovely Joan and Mary-Ann
Katy O’Neil and her sister as well
Nothing ever could prepare me
For what I’ve found in these deep sweet eyes of blue

So I played with lovely Joan and Mary-Ann
Nancy Reilly and her cousin as well
Nothing ever could prepare me
For what I’ve found in these deep sweet eyes of blue

So I played with lovely Joan and Mary-Ann
Nora O’Linn, her best friend as well
Nothing ever could prepare me
For what I’ve found in these deep sweet eyes of blue

Pobre Juan (Maná)

Juan se lanzo marchandose al norte
iba en busca de una vida digna
cruzando Mexico por valles y por montes
iba Juan lleno de fe.

La historia es que Juan se iba a casar
con Maria embarazada
pero el no tenia ni un centavo
ni un clavo que darle.

Pero este Juan iba muy decidido
y a la frontera el llego con todo el filo.

Se conecto con el mero mayor de los coyotes
y la historia le conto:
Mire usted que yo quiero cruzarme ya
a San Diego o Chicago,
digame usted lo que hago
que precio le pago.

Juan ya nunca regreso,
en la linea se quedo,
pobre Juan
o la migra lo mato
o el desierto lo enterro,
pobre Juan.

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Juan le enseno al coyote
una foto de Maria
con la cual se casaria,
le prometio que el regresaria
para formar todo un hogar.

Pero el coyote a Juan lo traiciono
dejandolo al olvido,
de tres balas se tronaron a Juan,
pobre de Juan,
no regreso

no, oh.

Juan ya nunca regreso,
en la linea se quedo,
pobre Juan
o la migra lo mato
o el desierto lo enterro,
pobre Juan
y Maria lo fue a buscar
y ella nunca lo encontro,
desaparecio,
oh...

New Age (Tori Amos)

Waiting for the phone to ring, diamond necklace on my shoulder.
Waiting for the phone to ring, lipstick on my neck and shoulder.
It seems to be my fancy, to make it with Frank and Nancy when,

Over the bridge we go, looking for love...
Over the bridge we go, looking for love...


I'll come running to you, oh, baby if you want me,
I'll...I...ll, I'll come running to you now, baby, if you want me,
I'll...I...I; Looking at my hands today,
Look to me that they're made of ivory.
Had a funny call today, someone died and someone's married.
You know that it's my fancy, to make it with Frank and Nancy when,


Over the bridge they go, looking for love...
Over the bridge we... go, looking for love...
I'll come running to you, now, baby, if you want me,
I'll...I...ll, I'll come running to you, baby, if you want me,
Now-that-I'm-ready... I'll come running to you now, baby, if you want me,
Now-that-I... I'll come running to you, baby, if you want me,
And something's got a hold on me.


It's the beginning of the new age... Oh, I don't know what it was.
It's the beginning of the new age... Can you see and tell for yourself?
Yes, it's the beginning of the new age...
Oh, you little, sick little fox, yes,
It's the beginning of the new age....

Tag TDG (Tiro De Gracia)

En el papiro jeroglífico
Uahhhhhhh jajaja
Magos drogos
Vagos rígidos rígidos
Como los dark masters
Tag tdg
mi patrulla avanza
En la calle calle

Magos drogos
Vagos rígidos rígidos
Como los dark masters
Tag tdg
mi patrulla avanza
En la calle calle

Escurridizo rígidos
En los vinilos
Siempre dicto
A tu ritmo
Yo existo yo existo
Rimas como la flecha actib
De I
Como es se lo que tengo q hacer
En este tribunal fatal
Hablando con la cuaria
Haciendo guardia
En la comisaría
Cuando solo suena con sus disc
Vcds dvds o video cassets
En el papiro jeroglífico
Yo te traigo rap y tú me traes tanques
Entre tu color y el mío no hay constranste
Nos es cosa de tinte si no es que somos distintos
Como Némesis juego con juguetes de MS
Y la planta crece y un casting para larais
Fuerte

(3)Magos drogos
Vagos rígidos rígidos
Como los dark masters
Tag tdg
mi patrulla avanza
En la calle calle

Anestesia pa' los que rayan
Y los q lo hagan con vidrios
Palos que escarchen en vinilos
Botes frescos para tirar en nuestra parrilla
Donde caen los mismos
Ven que te invito
Como en los cerdos en el FUNKY BRITO
Podrán huay huay huay arriba arriba
Como en la lengua a ti
Hollywidence como Will Smith
Es fanguenze del calibre de una arma calibrada
Tiro de gracia como puña para palabra
Aves de rapiña van y vienen
Pájaros de vuelo marchan bianca
Ya trajimos los refuerzos
Ya trajimos los refuerzos

Estaba pensando seriamente
Como soltar la lengua para poder rappear
Cuando estamos
con velocidad versátil
a través de cables cables y tablas cabros y cabras
petiecos y petacas
en el suburbio anti-ratas
raditz y mas alguno cobra ensañándose

Ohhh Ohhhh Ohhhh

(2)Magos drogos
Vagos rígidos rígidos
Como los dark masters
Tag tdg
mi patrulla avanza
En la calle calle

You drogo

Hermanos y Hermanas Ouhhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhh

Judys Turn To Cry (Lesley Gore)

Judy's Turn To Cry
Lesley Gore

'Cause now it's Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry,
'Cause Johnny's come back to me.

Oh, when Judy left with Johnny at my party
And came back wearing his ring
I sat down and cried my eyes out,
Now that was a foolish thing!

'Cause now it's Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry,
'Cause Johnny's come back to me.

Well, it hurt me so to see them dance together,
I felt like making a scene.
Then my tears just fell like raindrops
'Cause Judy's smile was so mean.

But now it's Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry,
'Cause Johnny's come back to me.

(Instrumental Break)

Oh, one night I saw them kissin' at a party,
So I kissed some other guy.
Johnny jumped up and he hit him,
'Cause he still loved me, that's why.

So now it's Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry,
'Cause Johnny's come back to me.

Yay, now it's Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry...

(Fade Out)

From: "Nancy Wood" <brooksie2@mailcity.com>




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