1. |
Wawawiwa
02:30
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Fucked with my friends
Fuck all my neighbours
I wanna be just the same
Fuck off again
Fuck all my neighbours
I wanna play just as loud as I can
Locked up again
Cleaning the mess up
We're all alone we don't care
Nerd 'til I'm dead
Broke yet so wasted
We have two beers, that's enough we can share
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2. |
Amy K.O.
03:13
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If you feel like you're tired of being a loser now
You better give it a try!
'Cause you ain't going the way you really wanna go
Just getting drunk and passing out on the kitchen floor
Why am I here?
I'm really going nowhere
Where did my money go?
Why am I here?
I guess I'm going sober
Until my body blows
...anyway
I'm gonna try
Just in case it's worth
'Cause I'm gonna die
Alright!
Yes!
Another day, another trip well now I'm really bored
You better give it a try!
And now I think I found my friends at the amico store
Well now I'm drunk and passing out on the kitchen floor
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3. |
Dumb Ways To Die
02:54
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Sittin' in the sand with all my friends
Drunk as shit we'll never die
But I dreamt 'bout you
Every night!
I'm gonna give my soul
'Cause I got nothing more
Dumb ways to die
I've got no car, got job, got nowhere to stay
And if you think I'm gonna die I'm gonna give my soul
(Gonna give my soul, gonna give my soul)
First
I've got no car, got job, got nowhere to stay
And if you think I'm gonna die I'm gonna give my soul
('Cause I got nothing more, gonna give my soul)
Boy
This reminds me that time when I was seventeen
And I had no self-esteem
But I needed you
Every night!
I'm gonna give my soul
'Cause I got nothing more
Dumb ways to die
I've got no car, got job, got nowhere to stay
And if you think I'm gonna die I'm gonna give my soul
(Gonna give my soul, gonna give my soul)
First
I've got no car, got job, got nowhere to stay
And if you think I'm gonna die I'm gonna give my soul
('Cause I got nothing more, gonna give my soul)
Boy
'Cause I don't care!
This reminds me that time when I was seventeen
Didn't give a shit about anything
But I still need you
Every night!
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4. |
Woohoo
03:42
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I can't remember what I did last night
There's just a fog in my mind
A vast and smoky field of green
Roaming my lungs... I feel
My mind tells me: Woohoo!
I'm so high that I think I could die
But, my mind, tell me it's all right
I'm so high that I think I could die
But I'm not wasted... yet
My body is aching and I don't know why
My feet, my head, my life
Who the hell is knocking now at my door?
Oh hell, fuck off!
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5. |
Upendo I & II
07:18
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UPENDO I
I don't give a shit about a thing anymore
I don't give a shit about a thing anymore
I don't give a fuck! Paso de tu dinero
Just get away!
I'm drinking the holy grail
¡Cabrones!
'Cause it suits myself
I don't give a shit about a thing anymore
I don't give a shit about a thing anymore
I don't give a fuck! Paso de tu dinero
Just get away!
I'm drinking the holy grail
¡Cabrones!
'Cause it suits myself
I'm drinking the holy grail
¡Cabrones!
'Cause it suits myself
A low wage job just to get away
We lose it all in a single day
My girlfriend says I'm an addict
She's scary too, how romantic
Just take your drama the fuck away!
UPENDO II
This girl's a witch, she knows and I can tell
Couple of pills of magic and now I'm dead
Cars speeding up making my blood itch
But Imma never never never be the cool kid
My friends are just some morons
And I'm a moron as well
We ain't bad kids, we pay our bills
Oh! But we still are going to hell
There's no deep meaning in our lifes
So we put acid in our eyes
But Imma never never be the cool kid
'Cause we are the loser kids
No god to believe in
Boring and getting old
Desperate and sick!
'Cause we are the loser kids
No god to believe in
Boring and getting old
Desperate and sick!
We're worse than the black sheep
And everyday just goes and there's nothing to see
But I'm not gonna be the way you want me to be
My friends are just some morons
And I'm a moron as well
For two glorious seconds
Upendo flies into the air
¡Soy Antonio Alcántara
Vengo desde abajo!
Ahá!
Soy cuatro estrellas, tengo dos establecimientos:
Uno en el puerto, otro en Roquetas centro
Ven a mi kebab, ese de color azul
Soy el profeta de la salsa de yogur
¿Tienes hambre? ¿Te comías una vaca entera?
¡No problema! Yo te enseñaré el poder de la ternera
El desayuno del profeta no es anfeta, sólo kebab
Lo mejor que te puedes llevar al paladar
Traigo panacea para el dolor
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