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Letras

Lurgee (Radiohead)

I feel better,
I feel better now you've gone
I got better,
I got better, I got strong

I feel better,
I feel better, now there's nothing wrong

I got better,
I got better, I got strong

Tell me something,
Tell me something I don't know
Tell me one thing,
Tell me one thing, let it go

I got something,
I got something heaven knows

I got something,
I got something I don't know

Eres Tan Distinta (Pablo Herrera)

Tienes un algo por ahí,
tal vez un gesto diferente,
un universo, un porvenir,
quizás un verso que me abriga,
tienes un algo especial,
tal vez un modo tan latente,
un horizonte, un existir,
algo que fascina, algo que me anima,

Eres tan distinta a todas,
A los ojos de mi mente,
A todo lo que ya viví,
Eres una puerta abierta,
Un refugio a mi conciencia,
A todo lo que puedo ver,

Tienes un algo por ahí,
Tal vez un mundo diferente,
Un ángel tierno, una emoción,
Algo que fascina, algo que me anima,
Eres tan distinta a todas,
A los ojos de mi mente,
A todo lo que ya viví,
Eres una puerta abierta,
Un refugio a mi conciencia,
A todo lo que puedo ver,

Eres paraíso para mí, con un gran hechizo,
me fundí, en tus cabellos, en tu corazón,

Eres tan distinta a todas,
A los ojos de mi mente,
A todo lo que ya viví,
Eres una puerta abierta,
Un refugio a mi conciencia,
A todo lo que puedo ver.

Tu Eres Mia (Pablo Herrera)

Yo no sé como explicar
Te has marchado y ya da igual,
Estoy solo,
Tan solo como un mar,
Y yo me digo no es real,
No lo puedo aguantar,
Estoy solo,
Tan solo de verdad,

CORO
Nunca,
Lo podré aceptar,
Yo sé que,
Nunca,
Te podré dejar,
Tú eres mía, tan mía,
Mía tan mía como el viento,
Ese viento azul,
Tú eres mía, tan mía,
Mía tan mía como el agua,
Esa agua azul,

Yo no sé como explicar,
Tanta pena no da igual,
Estoy solo,
Tan solo como un mar,
Y yo me digo no es real,
No te puedo abrazar,
Estoy solo,
Tan solo de verdad,

CORO

Los Salvajes (Caracoles Marinos) (Malk De Koijn)

A jerras
A semi gusto que compadre
Collo loco cigarillos
Fant O´ lasso semi Pablo
El Prego
Con si la sangos de la pek pek
A zorro fronto Kimi Larso
Los muchachas q-que basso


A Jerras
A semi gustu que compadre "e soi compadros"
Collo loco cigarillos "fueme los cigarrilos"
Fanto lasso semi Pablo
El Prego "con si lagurnas"
Co si la snogos de la pek pek
"Prado!"
A Zorro fronto Kimi Larso "no fronto me mano"
Los muchachas q-que basso
"El Prego mall dano"

"Alora"
"Allo?"
"Qui parla?"
"El torro de macho"
"Boerno sirras senor"
"No hipla no haplo"
"E ley?"
"Allo - diggaloo diggaley!"
"Bello?"
"Hvar?"
"E eh - bello?"
"Amiga callamiga caramello!"
"Carmen"
"Disco!"
"Capisto"
"Uh"
"Uhhmmmm"

I Want You Tonight (Pablo Cruise)

Yesterday I swore
I was gonna switch you
But today I'm back for more, oooh
I cant resist you
Starvin' just to feed the feel
But lust just to make a deal
Will power disappears
You become the music in my ears

I want you tonight
I feel like getting crazy
Oh, I know its not right
But who is gonna save me?

Now and then I stop
And wonder what I'm doin
And sometimes when I talk
I dont know who Im foolin'
As the demon livin' deep inside
Its really me all right
Temptations doin' it to me
Got me in the mood I cant get free, no

I want you tonight man I'm thinkin' maybe
Oh, I know it ain't right but who is gonna save me?

Is there no way of fighting this feeling inside
Where ecstasy lives but sanity dies?
We all need more of each other

I want you tonight
I feel like getting crazy, yeh
Oh, I know its not right
But who is gonna save me? oh-oohhh!
I want you tonight man I'm thinkin maybe
Oh, I know it ain't right but who is gonna save me?

Ohhh!
I want you tonight
I want you tonight
I want you tonight
I want you, I want you tonight

I want you tonight
I feel like gettin craaaaaazy
Oh-ohhh I know its not right
But who is gonna saaaay-yave me?
I want you, I want you tonight
Wontcha baby, wontcha baby

El Rincón Prohibido (Pablo Ruíz)

No puedes marcharte ahora, espera un momento
No es nada fácil detenerse aquí
Esperamos de sobra, llegó ya la hora
No dejar miedos detrás de la puerta

Con tu pecho en mi pecho, los ojos cerrados
Flotan mis manos por la mar de tu cuerpo
Un millón de te quieros, mil besos lentos
La pena en el viento, la ropa en el suelo

Te llevaré hasta las nubes, déjame
Descubriré nuevos caminos en tu piel
Y por primera vez podrás tocar el cielo

El rincón prohibido, paraíso perdido
Espera esta noche, vendrán de la mano
No te haré daño

El rincón prohibido, jardín escondido
Es nuestra esta noche, qué tiene de raro
Si nos amamos

En el tronco de un árbol tu nombre y el mío
Dos corazones a cuchillo grabé
Los ojos cargados de ternura y sueños
Bebía en tus labios diciendo te quiero

Espérame, no te arrepentirás ahora
Yo estoy también con el corazón en la boca
También es la primera vez que toco el cielo
El rincón prohibido, paraíso perdido
Espera esta noche, vendrán de la mano
No te haré daño

El rincón prohibido, jardín escondido
Es nuestra esta noche, qué tiene de raro
Si nos amamos

Ritz (Cockney Rebel)

Hark to Roualt's white insanity,
Clowns in drag concealing vanity,
This is hardly Paradise,
We're still in search of petty scorn.
Images so dead in mourning,
Clap and cheer the man performing,
This is hardly Paradise,
We're still in search of petty scorn.
Couch my disease in chintz-covered kisses,
Glazed calico cloth, my costume this is,
Come to Pablo Fanque's in indigo,
We'll show you pastel shades of rhyme.
Take a letter, Ophelia, write
Sorry Desdemona bright,
Peeking through the nimbus covers,
We see the twisted tale of Man.
Catch us in the cornfield hiding,
Me, Maryse and Moonbeams gliding,
Peeking through the nimbus covers,
We see the twisted tale of Man.
Careless, caress, curl up beside me,
Visit, sleep and smile, and drown me,
March together, slay like Nero,
We'll show you something you understand
(Originally this was Now we have something you understand.)
Oh! the clown, his stare is eyeless,
Shall he make you laugh or cry, yes,
March together, slay like Nero,
We'll show you something you understand.
The other verses are from the Cockney Rebel original version. I've left them in for general interest. Also Steve and Marty performed the whole thing live at least once.
It is time to hide my body,
Shall we start to speak of Holly,
I don't wanna be that superhero,
'Til you have something we understand.
Heard they're moving Pisces into June,
Shall we put together a platoon,
I don't wanna be that superhero,
'Til you have something we understand.

Arch Angels (Ras Kass)




featuring Xzibit

Xzibit Intro:
Yo it's the almight Xzibit. In the Law House huh.
With Laylaw huh and D Mac huh (Ras Kass).
ntroducing huh. The nigga Ras Kass ha.
We all know and love him ha.
Yo let's bring it through youknowhatI'msayin'
bring that shit through nigga. What's up yo yo.

Ras Kass:
Well it's the R double AK triple S the letters of my name
For you and your bitch to unscramble on Soul Train
This Arch Angel got niggas hooked like crack babies
I think of bomb shit like my brain was made outta M-80s (caviar)
I flow 16 Pablo Escobar perverse perversion' so fat my dick got a double chin
My MCin' produce more seaman then wet dreamin'
Of hostin' BET with Rachel in the Caribbean
C-arson home of niggas with gold Visas and heaters
Sendin' Jesus subpoenas
(Got you singin' duets with Selena nigga)
So Sister Act
Cause black nun (none) get love
And I'm a have juice till Mark Ferman plants the bloody glove
I drive European cars and smoke Cuban cigars
Bring it phat to your ears like Warren G's keyloyds
From B-boys to D-boyz it's like shippin' keys from overseas
Please I move MC's like o.z.s

Hook:
See niggas from outta town don't even ** around

Ras Kass:
But there ain't no angel that you can strangle Los Angels

Xzibit:
See handguns and girls that's the way of the underworld

Ras Kass:
There ain't no angel that you can strangle Arch Angels (say what?)

Ras Kass:
See left coast niggas is the Craziest
I dodge shotgun pellets in the felonious Los Skandalous
Golden State
Home of dysfunctional gang truces
5.8 quakes where glass houses pancake (westsiiiiiide)
But I be in the hood like a rebuilt engine
** what I'm benchin' I weave through tracks like extensions (nigga)
I'm ridin' for chips like on time on motorcycles
And for looters to get trifle
I'm like a chink on a Slason swap meet roof with two automatic rifles
Puberty got me Vicious
And these generation X bitches is too big for they britches
15 goin' on 30
"I wanna **" written all over their faces with mack compact blowin' kisses
Promoted like seven oasis gettin' niggas twisted in statutory **cases
But I write rhymes in enough white lines askin' Melle Mel my punchlines
Hit from the baseline like six by nines
Crack addicts and Reggie Miller
That's fo reala
I X more Hollywood Squares than Phillis Dilla

Hook:

Xzibit:
Yeah niggas from outta town don't even ** around

Ras Kass:
But there ain't no angel that you can strangle Los Angels (yeah)

Xzibit:
Welcome to the place where niggas make moves

Ras Kass:
Nigga there ain't no angel that you can strangle Arch Angels

Xzbit:
Handguns and girls that's the way of the underworld

Ras Kass:
But there ain't no angle that you can strangle Los Angels (ha)

Xzibit:
Home of the scandalous big bad Los Angeles

Ras Kass:
But there ain't no angel that you can strangle Arch Angels

Ras Kass:
You know man all I have in this world is two things man
That's my word and my balls
Or maybe that's three things
So on microphones I let my nuts hang like John Homes
And took so many niggas out I should change my name to Chaperone
D-Mac and Laylaw know that on mic cables
I got one thousand two hundred techniques similar to the turntable
So if it's crem de la creme since I'm smarter I oughta
Float like dead bodies in water
Manana tell your girl this here mayatti got one extra backstage pass
If she put 'em on the glass
Cause she be jockin' rappers that be seen with who's who
The single charters so she blows me for a hit like cluckheads do
No MC parallels they behind bars like Rick's jail cell
To rock well I need a beat like...
Child abuse victims (ha ha)
Everything I say turn to yay
This shit was blowin' kids away before Timothy McVeigh

Hook

Xzibit outro:
Yeah yeah straight from mother**in' Xzibt ha ha and the Lawhouse
youknowhatI'msayin' with that nigga Ras Kass (he's guilty).
Yeah yeah. Break it down. It won't stop. West coast hip hop (yo yo).
It's the almighty Xzibit (booyaka).

Cool Love (Pablo Cruise)

Everybody wants you
Everybody wants your love
I`d just like to make
You mine, all mine

(CHORUS)
Na na na na....
Baby, give it up
Give it up
Baby, give it up
Na na na na....
Baby, give it up
Give it up
Baby, give it up

Everybody sees you
Everybody looks and stares
I`d just like to
Make you mine

(CHORUS)

Give it up

(CHORUS)

Everybody wants you
Everybody wants your love
I`d just like to make
You mine, all mine

(CHORUS)

Can you give it
Can you give it
Give it up
Come on, baby
I need your love

Do you know
I want it, baby
Come on, baby
I want your love

Give it up
Some of your love
Come on and play
The game of love

Everybody is in need
Give it up
Come on, baby
I need your love

Can I touch you
Come on, baby, baby
I love you

Can you give it
Give it up.....aA room full of faceless strangers
Here I am again
Suddenly, my eyes meet yours
Looks like I found a friend

Warms up as the night wears on
We're both feeling good
Gonna take it to the end
This time, we're gonna find out
Find out, find out
Just how good it is, yeah

It's a cool kinda love
It's like rain in the
Summertime coming down
Yes, it's a cool kinda love
And cool love, baby
That's what it's all about

You don't have to say
You don't have to say a thing
It's just a feeling that happens
And what that feeling brings

Time ain't gonna change it
It ain't gonna take it away
It's gonna keep right on going
Every night and every day
Every night, every day
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Cool kinda love
Like a rain in the
Summertime coming down
Yeah, it's a cool kinda love
Yes, a cool love, baby
That's what it's all about

It's a cool kinda love
It's like rain in the
Summertime coming down, yeah
Yes, cool kinda love
Yes, a cool love, baby
That's what it's all about

It's a cool kinda love
It's a cool kinda love
You know it's a cool
Kinda love....(fade)

Miami Life (Ras Kass)




Chorus:

Miami Life at any price keep my pockets nice
Eff the po lice Miami Life ain't nuttin nice
Miami Life at any price keep my pockets nice
Eff the po lice Miami Life ain't nuttin nice

Verse One:

I'm launchin rockets and SCUDs at Crockett and Tubbs
[and Tye] full of more Rum than a [Mai Tai] again despite high
schoolin I be high refusin to listen to what the PTA say
Eff a four point oh GPA I got a five point oh GTA
hittin the chop shop, with an ETA of 3 o'clock, so shake the spot
like Luke and them girl with the Daisy Dukes
Cuz life's a beach and I forever be wearin my bathing suit
Met this Colombian mommy set a daddy, trap the cabbie
with government permission, no DEA intervention
Filthy rich and hit lines for recreation snortin coke up
but Pinoche's rollin, cuz I don't know the next hoe be the loc'est
You still can't teach me or reach me with history
when the story is his, and who gets to be
the future Pablo Escobar don't need a diploma
Minimum wage the rest I'm livin whale like Jonah

Chorus

Verse Two:

Walk these streets with more Heat than Alonzo Mourning
Now how many toasters can these smokers keep pawning?
My school days was like Porky's
in class doin the butt, on the hallway ditchin
Teacher's pet snitchin, but ain't no Miami Bass like the triple beam
So fool please, I move MC's like old Z's
I want more cheese than Kraft Ravioli
Got love like Chachi and Joni micraphone Michael Corleone
Only the homies really know me, but everybody
want to dip in my Mixelplic [what part of the game is this?]
Keepin CoInTelPro stickin into brothers like Velcro
Fightin felony convictions, a closer shave than Norelco
well though, stay and lose it, I'm still official
[Why?] cuz I'm on a roll like toilet tissue
[Rider] anything less would be uncivilized
At any price... Miami Life...

Chorus 2X

Verse Three:

Accept no Substitute
And I'ma make it known The Specialist like Stallone
and Sharon Stone watchin your spot get blown
you don't even understand, I ain't scared of you mother**ers
[Senator Bob Dole] and C. Delores Tucker
What the world needs is less free cheese
More white collar J-O-B's, these ghetto MP's
stretchin fools on the block for crack rock
But part of power brokers is gettin over like unprotected ** with Oprah
Float, like a Tournament of Roses parade
Sting, like a bee, but of course
I put my foot so deep in yo**
the water in my knee will quench your thirst, I got juice freshly squeezed
Words 100 percent bom-Bay, made from more concentration than Minute Maid
Renegade rhyme ride ruckus non-fiction me and my kin
slippin mickies and puttin hickies on your chest
I never been seen like the Loch Ness...
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Yeah, and now a word from our sponsor

Chorus 2X


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