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To beef or not to beef (El Tesoro de los Inocentes) -
 Indio Solari y Los Fundamentalistas del Aire Acondicionado
Publicado en diciembre de 2004

To beef or not to beef - Indio Solari y Los fundamentalistas del aire acondicionado

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Cero A La Izquierda - En Vivo En Bogotá

Memorias Del Olvido - En Vivo En Bogotá

Letra:
hay algo que está sonando 
seguro que ya lo oías 
la tierra está vibrando 
con distinta melodía. 

ni dioses locos de furia 
ni demonios vengativos 
ni naves extraterrestres 
ni algún cometa perdido. 

la noche es mucho más clara 
y tiene tambien sentido 
la tierra se está quitando 
de encima al peor enemigo. 

vienen los cuatro jinetes 
cabalgando vienen digo 
agua,tierra,fuego y aire 
vienen de tu propio ombligo. 

oh oh oh oh, 
cosas de la civilización.bis 

que todo ya está montado 
que millones de despidos 
el camino es complicado 
quizá como unca ha sido. 

anoche soñé con manu 
y esta melodía cantaba 
alguien encedía un asado 
alguien de lejos llegaba. 

y si viene un río gris que 
separe al mundo en dos 
quisiera quedar del mismo lado 
nena que vos.bis 

que oh oh oh oh, 
cosas de la civilizacion.bis 

un nuevo desierto, 
un nuevo granizpo, 
saben quien lo hizo 
anda por acá. 

dios perdona, 
el hombre a veces, 
la naturaleza nunca 
anda por acá. 

no te olvides del mamut 
que no terminó el vermouth.bis 
por allá. 

y si viene un río gris...bis 

oh oh oh oh, 
cosas de la civilizacion...bis

Los Piojos-Civilización

Catupecu Machu - Magia Veneno [Intimo e Interactivo]

THE FLOOR + JAX - MASCARA

L Y R I C S:
I say it almost all of time
You might be the prettiest girl alive
It’s not a bluff or a pick up line
It’s just what I believe, you’re one of a kind

How are the Hamptons, Gem?
Out with Loren
Pool kicking, yeah you’re gone for the weekend
I like you baby, you’re hot and maybe
I could go kick it with you?

I say it almost all of the time
You’re gonna miss me when I die
I joke and I try not to lie
I want to be the highlight of your life

How are the Hamptons, Gem?
Out with Loren
Pool kicking, yeah you’re gone for the weekend
I like you, baby. You’re hot and maybe
I could go kick it with you?

Kick with you, Queen of the East Coast
Had some boys in the pocket, you liked me most
You’re the shit, you’re a trophy
To brag and to boast
I got a fast car, your friend’s got boat

I came up with new bass line
I’ll show it to you when I come through tonight

How are the Hamptons, Gem?
Out with Loren
Pool kicking, yeah you’re gone for the weekend
I like you, baby. You’re hot and maybe
I could go kick it with you?

Kick with you, Queen of the East Coast
Had some boys in the pocket, you liked me most
You’re the shit, you’re a trophy
To brag and to boast
I got a fast car, your friend’s got boat

I got a fast car, your friend’s got a boat
I got a fast car, your friend’s got a boat

Credits:
Jared Myers — Guitar
Philip David Russell — Guitar, Drum Programming, Bass, Vocal

Written by Philip David Russell

Produced, Engineered and Mixed by Philip David Russell

The Hamptons

Covfefe, baby, what the hell did you write that night?
Moon was high, your brain took flight,
Your thumbs went wild, your caps lock too,
Now every sharpies laughin’ right at you.

Covfefe go-go, dude just hit the road,
Covfefe solo, take your ego load,
Covfefe oh no, your wave’s gone flat,
So grab your board, bro, and don’t come back!

Down in Mar-a-Lago, you’re tanning that face,
Orange glow’s brighter than the Vegas Space,
The people shout, “Yo, Don, you’re done!”
Your comb-over’s surfing, your poll’s at none.

Oooh, make your end great again,
Oooh, and please don’t talk again,
The tide’s gone thhe crowd’s gone mute,
You’re just an F-wordin’ fat-ass in a business suit.

Covfefe go-go, time to fade away,
Covfefe slow-mo, sunshine’s here to stay,
Covfefe bro no, that ride was rough,
You wiped out big time, enough’s enough!

Melania’s yawnin’, the jet’s on the pad,
Even your golf cart’s lookin’ kinda sad,
California’s cool, no room for your hate,
We’re cruisin’ on peace, you missed that wave.

Covfefe go-go, drift into the blue,
Covfefe solo, world’s done with you,
Covfefe yo-ho, don’t make us beg,
Just ride off, Don, on your fake gold segway!

Bye-bye, Donnie… keep your tan and your cov-fe-fe-fe-fe-fe plan!

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