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Escuchar NOEL PETRO - Loco rock and roll - BAILABLES 70's


Letras

La Fuerza Del Engaño (Marcela Morelo)

Yo no sé, no sé como dejaste
morir, morir esta pasión.
Pudo más la fuerza del engaño
y así, así todo acabó.

Que es eso de andar dejando
corazones rotos, ay mi vida que cosa de locos.
Que es eso de andar dejando
corazones rotos, ay mi vida que cosa de locos.

Del amor, amor no sabes nada
no supo enseñarte mi cariño.
Este corazón ya se ha cansado
sigue a tu manera tu camino.

Que es eso de andar dejando
corazones rotos, ay mi vida que cosa de locos.
Que es eso de andar dejando
corazones rotos, ay mi vida que cosa de locos.

Ay dejaste morir el cariño que había en mi.
Ay tentaste a tu cuerpo y mataste al amor que te dí.

Que es eso de andar dejando.
Que es eso de andar dejando.

Que es eso de andar dejando
corazones rotos, ay mi vida, que cosa de locos.
Que es eso de andar dejando
corazones rotos, ay mi vida, que cosa de locos.

Se acabó.

Land Of The Navajo (Old And In The Way)

Oh the wind blows cold
On the trail of the buffalo
Oh the wind blows cold
In the land of the Navajo
In the land of the Navajo

A hundred miles from nowhere out on the desert sand
One Eyed Jack the trader hold some turquoise in his hand
By his side sat Running Elk his longtime Indian friend
He vowed that he would stay by Jack until the bitter end

Jack had gambled everything he owned to leave this wondering life
He might have had a happy home and a tender loving wife
But his hunger was for trading trapper's furs for turquoise stones
Anything that the Indians had Jack wanted for his own

Said Jack to Running Elk I'll gamble all my precious stones
Before I leave my body here among these bleaching bones
Though now my time is drawing near and I'm filled with dark regrets
My spirit longs to journey as the sun begins to set

We raped and killed we stole your land
We rule with guns and knives add whiskey to your waters
While we stole away your wives
said Running Elk what's done is done you white men rule this land
so lay the cards face up and play your last broken hearted hand

* Refrain

When your dealing cards with death the joker's wild the ace is high
Jack bet the Mississippi River running Elk raised him the sky
Jack saw him with the sun and room and upped him with the stars
Running Elk bet the Rocky Mountains Jupiter and Mars

The sun was sinking in the west when Jack draw the ace of spades
Running Elk just rolled his eyes and smiled and passed away
Jack picked up his turquoise stones and cast them to the sky
He stared into the setting sun and made the mournful cry

* Refrain

Little Faces (Oysterhead)

In the dawn
When my toes are cold
They spread their little trinkets on the ground
In the hall
By the closet door
They creep into my bed without a sound
On a cube
In a plastic egg
A hundred fabric figures in a pile
See them march
Toward me in a line
And dance across the floor in single file

Little faces keep no track of time
Little faces speaking out in rhyme
Little faces smiling in my mind

Tiny doors
For walking through
While sticky fingers clutch forbidden things
And the phone
For talking through
They often pull the cable when it rings
Sinking ships
On a foamy sea
That roll and tumble slowly from
the motion of their filthy
Little hands
Their little hands

Little faces keep no track of time
Little faces speaking out in rhyme
Little faces smiling in my mind

In the dark
When their eyes are wide
They listen to the secrets that I tell
In a ball
On their tiny beds
Or beneath them where the shadow people dwell
And the moon
Beams that split the night
Leave bars of yellow pasted on their faces
As they drift into a dream
In a dream

Little faces keep no track of time
Little faces speaking out in rhyme
Little faces smiling in my mind

London Pride (Noel Coward)

London Pride has been handed down to us.
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Woa, Liza,
See the coster barrows,
Vegetable marrows
And the fruit piled high.
Woa, Liza,
Little London sparrows,
Covent Garden Market where the costers cry.
Cockney feet
Mark the beat of history.
Every street
Pins a memory down.
Nothing ever can quite replace
The grace of London Town.

INTERLUDE
There's a little city flower every spring unfailing
Growing in the crevices by some London railing,
Though it has a Latin name, in town and country-side
We in England call it London Pride.

London Pride has been handed down to us.
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Hey, lady,
When the day is dawning
See the policeman yawning
On his lonely beat.
** lady,
Mayfair in the morning,
Hear your footsteps echo in the empty street.
Early rain
And the pavement's glistening.
All Park Lane
In a shimmering gown.
Nothing ever could break or harm
The charm of London Town.

INTERLUDE
In our city darkened now, street and square and crescent,
We can feel our living past in our shadowed present,
Ghosts beside our starlit Thames
Who lived and loved and died
Keep throughout the ages London Pride.

London Pride has been handed down to us.
London Pride is a flower that's free.
London Pride means our own dear town to us,
And our pride it for ever will be.
Grey city
Stubbornly implanted,
Taken so for granted
For a thousand years.
Stay, city,
Smokily enchanted,
Cradle of our memories and hopes and fears.
Every Blitz
Your resistance
Toughening,
From the Ritz
To the Anchor and Crown,
Nothing ever could override
The pride of London Town.

Part 3 (Sixtoo)

impressive scientifics, the specifics are vague now.
i can taste the sodium in the air from the smoke.
i resisted the choke that arose from my throat,
as soon as i realized my opponent was neutralized to particles.
with viscosity unheard of, curiousity arose, impossible,
from the lowest crevice in the hospital.
the sick sound emerged, the building submerged,
and then the soul of my nemesis surrounded the premesis.
a dimensional porthole then appeared in my vision.
the bio-genesis allowed for the change in my position.
life energy transferred from the lyrical telekinetic.
the father of my genesis retiring, through the unaspiring devices,
and suddenly my mind filled with crisis.
the kinfolk yelled, my warfare unbridled.
bloodshed through cancerous spirit communications.
infectious extra-sensory perception from the molten rock,
layers, out into the regions of outerspace.
the tele-cancer spread at an infinite rate.
permeating every rock and both molecule alike.
faster than the speed of life. eating up all the carbon,
self-perpetuating anti-astrophysics exceeding dopler effect.
spherical in motion, miracles in self-propulsion,
larger waves of destruction, then tidal rifts in the ocean,
no sound, only blinding light.
you feel the particles scatter,
and then the whole universe disappeared into anti-matter.
it's part 3.

Drenched (Calexico)

Riding through nostalgia, shaking memories by the mile
the city lights are closing in on him
the distance grows shorter for a while
he wonders what dreams fill her heart
and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
"the roads never lead where they're supposed to go"
that's what he tells himself before he lets it go
out on the cold grey plain, sunken on the side of the road
the words bleed off the page, the letter becomes well-soaked
"no more turning backwards," he says, as he drives off in the rain
ventures on up through the colorades and settles under the rock
and pines, and stakes claim
still he wonders what what dreams fill her heart
and wonders if what they had could ever be sparked
the roads never lead where they're supposed to go
they just twist 'round and 'round the flame
the eyes closing, the heart retains
a bit of a spark before it fades away
that's where he gets lost and drifts off alone
and what he tells himself... "better let it go"

Dale, Don, Más Duro (Don Omar)

(Dale, dale Omar mas duro!)
(Se esta pasando en Cataño Oscuro!)
Looney!
Eliel!
Sigue matandolos!

Entonces dale, dale Omar, más duro
Dejalas a to'as pegas de un muro
Se estan pasando en Cataño Oscuro
Si su novio es un mulo...
(Sin cojones me tiene!)
Entonces dale, dale Omar, más duro
Dejalas a to'as pegas de un muro
Se estan pasando en Cataño Oscuro
Si su novio es un mulo...
(Sin cojones me tiene!)

Mami, tengo mangá tu nebula
Tu novio es pura fabula
Y si anda con sus cangris
Que se tire que hay rebula
Que no se ponga histerico
Que yo soy tu lunatico
Y como se ponga comico
Sacamos el automatico
Dile que no fantasmeo
Que me gusta el tiroteo
Loco con los rebuleo
Que les tiro y les campeo
Dile que no se resbale
Que llego el negro del dale
Que ando con los anormales
Que cargamos con metales

Entonces, mami, tu quieres mas duro
(Dale, Don, dale, Don, mas duro!)
Tu quieres, mami que te pegue al muro
(Dale, Don, dale, Don, mas duro!)
Si se activa el novio que es un mulo
(Tu sabes, Don, que le damos duro!) [Boster!]
Y si se activan los gatos suyos
(Si yo los pilló les voy a dar duro!)

Entonces dale, dale Omar, más duro
Dejalas a to'as pegas de un muro
Se estan pasando en Cataño Oscuro
Si su novio es un mulo...
(Sin cojones me tiene!)
Entonces dale, dale Omar, más duro
Dejalas a to'as pegas de un muro
Se estan pasando en Cataño Oscuro
Si su novio es un mulo...
(Sin cojones me tiene!)

(Dale, dale Omar mas duro!)
(Se esta pasando en Cataño Oscuro!)
(Looney!)
(Eliel!)
(Sigue matandolos!)
(Dale, dale Omar mas duro!)
(Se esta pasando en Cataño Oscuro!)
(Sin cojones me tiene!)
(Dale, duro, dale, dale, Omar!)
(Se esta pasando en Cataño Oscuro!)
(Dale, duro, dale, dale!)
(Sin cojones me tiene!)
(Vamo'a matarnos...)
(Vamo'a matarnos...)
(Eliel!)
(Vamo'a matarnos...)
(Dale, duro, dale, dale, Omar!)
(Se esta pasando en Cataño Oscuro!)
(Dale, duro, dale, dale!)
(Sin cojones me tiene!)
(Dale, duro, dale, duro, duro!)

Entonces dale, dale Omar, más duro
Dejalas a to'as pegas de un muro
Se estan pasando en Cataño Oscuro
Si su novio es un mulo...
(Sin cojones me tiene!)
Entonces dale, dale Omar, más duro
Dejalas a to'as pegas de un muro
Se estan pasando en Cataño Oscuro
Si su novio es un mulo...
(Sin cojones me tiene!)

When The Rose (Glen Of Guinness)

When the rose on your grave starts to fade
I’ll take our little child to the place we used to love
I will rock her in my arms and sing
The song she used to hear when night came to town

So hard to forget
All the pain we share
When I tell her the story of our love
But I know That somewhere in her eyes
I‘ll find the faith to live and carry on

When the rose on your grave starts to fade
I’ll remember that day when you took my face in your hands
The you said that someone had to come
And so nothing more could have an end

So hard to forget
All the pain we share
When I tell her the story of our love
But I know That somewhere in her eyes
I‘ll find the faith to live and carry on

The Butcher And Fast Eddy (Rose Tattoo)

It happened in the suburbs north of the river
Where the smokestacks sc**the air
And gangs of short haired boys roam the streets
Get out of there way, 'cause there out to get there share

Now Butcher, he was the leader
Had a reputation for being tough but fair
He knew life was just a gamble
So he lived from day to day without a care

Stick around and I'll tell ya
About Butcher and Fast Eddy

Across the river lived Fast Eddy
He was known to be treacherous, very mean
Even Eddy's sweet young sister out on the streets
Just a girl, barely fifteen

Now Fast Eddy, he led the rival gang
And he claimed he was better...than most
One day I'm gonna fix that Butcher
Always seemed to be this cocky braggart's boast

There's only the quick and the dead
I wanna know who's layin' down

Now, I'm gonna win this fight said Eddy
Yeah...'cause I'm gonna take a knife, and I'm gonna take a gun
But Butcher, he told his mates as they gathered 'round
I got two good fists, and you know I never...
Never ever ever been afraid of anyone

And it came the night, at last for their meeting
I can't lose said Eddy, 'cause I'm the best
But the cold light of morning found Eddy
His own switchblade knife...buried deep in his chest!

Yeah that's it all....Oh-WOW Butcher, and Fast Eddy
Yeah that's it all

And the law never did touch Butcher
And I'm so glad, 'cause I know so well
He was a born with a wild free spirit, and he never...
He never was the kind to live locked up in some dirty stinkin' cell

And the kids, they still talk about it
In the back streets and alleyways around town
They still talk about that cold, windy Saturday night
That old Butcher...ya know, he put Fast Eddy down...

Submission (** Pistols)

I'm on a submarine mission for you baby
I feel the way you were going
I picked you up on my TV screen
I feel your undercurrent flowing
Submission going down down
dragging me down
Submission I can't tell ya what I've found

You've pot me pretty deep baby
I can't figure out your watery love.
I gotta solve your mystery.
You're sitfing if out in heaven above.

Submission going... (etc.)

For there's a mystery.
Under the sea... Under a water come
(share it)

Submissin going... (etc.)

Cos it's a secret
Under the water... Under the sea
(octopus rock)

You've got me pretty... (etc.)

Submission going... (etc.)

A submission A submission
falling down down under the sea.
I wanna drown drown under the water
Going down down under the sea.


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