The Blow

You never told me that our lives

were like a dream

their money becoming scarring supernovas

they need the blow they need no brains

bring down the courtin like an ax

bloody teeth are fowling

like roothing apples from the trees

I never knew the leaf

was quickly turning over

they need the blow they need no brains

bring down the courtain like an ax

Bones, bones, under water

Bones, bones, under water

Echalos pa fuera

Manipulación sigues el camino perpetuo del ladrón

pero ninguno de tus pasos tiene valor para nosotros

Roba que roba que roba

puñaladas traperas de guante blanco

que tu ley te tapa y tu jamás sales condenado.