Lyrics ... Psychobilly, powerful & violent. Drum solo, fx wolves, breathing & ...Psychobilly, powerful & violent. Drum solo, fx wolves, breathing & screams @0'54. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.
Soy un lobo hambriento, hambriento de ti soy un lobo hambriento, en busca de ti la luna me llena de luztu sangre me lleva a mi cruztu piel me incita escribir este psycho blues! Auuu !! Soy un lobo hambriento, hambriento de ti soy un lobo hambriento, en busca de ti
Mis colmillos te quiero clavartu ropa voy a desgarraren tu vientre desnudo voy a terminar! Auuu !! Soy un lobo hambriento, hambriento de ti soy un lobo hambriento, en busca de ti
tus ojos me quiero comerpara que veas dentro de mi serque este monstruo te quiere volver a tener!
Trippy, cool, carefree. Sea FX give way to beachy instrumentation ...Trippy, cool, carefree. Sea FX give way to beachy instrumentation with 12-bar blues chords and fun spooky synth lead. A fun and far-out energy from the lively chords sequence with camp affectations. People dancing at the beach in the 60s or 70s. Fun-loving young people having a great time, no responsibilities or hang-ups.
Trippy, cool, carefree. Sea FX give way to beachy instrumentation ...Trippy, cool, carefree. Sea FX give way to beachy instrumentation with 12-bar blues chords and fun spooky synth lead. A fun and far-out energy from the lively chords sequence with camp affectations. People dancing at the beach in the 60s or 70s. Fun-loving young people having a great time, no responsibilities or hang-ups. Instrumental version.
Trippy, cool, carefree. Sea FX give way to beachy instrumentation ...Trippy, cool, carefree. Sea FX give way to beachy instrumentation with 12-bar blues chords. A fun and far-out energy from the lively chords sequence with camp affectations. People dancing at the beach in the 60s or 70s. Fun-loving young people having a great time, no responsibilities or hang-ups. Stripped back underscore version.
Lyrics ... Psychobilly, powerful & imposing. Guitar solo @1'52. Sung in Spanish. ...Psychobilly, powerful & imposing. Guitar solo @1'52. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.
Sírveme una copa del mejor veneno tócame una nota que me ayude a morir quiero seguir siendo un humano obsceno llévame a un lugar donde te pueda mentir
ya no quiero, ya no quiero, quiero quererte solo quiero, solo quiero, quiero morir. Dentro del espejo verás siempre mi sombra sombra que te excita y no te deja dormir dentro de mis ojos el color se transforma forma de serpiente que te me ayuda a fingir
ya no quiero, ya no quiero, quiero quererte solo quiero, solo quiero, quiero morir.
Lyrics ... Psychobilly, attitude & determined. Guitar solo @1'48 & @2'30, tempo ...Psychobilly, attitude & determined. Guitar solo @1'48 & @2'30, tempo change @2'42. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.
En el Infierno soy felizporque no tengo materia gris En este hueco estoy perfecto porque me cubren de cementoEstoy cortado de raízsoy alimento de lombrizhay un gusano tan hambriento que me convierte en excremento Mientras tanto en el infierno... yo soy feliztu tu turutututu en el infierno soy feliz En el infierno soy feliz estoy perdiendo la nariz El diablo tiene mal aliento y se la pasa maldiciendoEn el invierno soy feliz Sangrando por mi cicatrizen el desierto estoy contento aunque me pudra un poco lento Mientras tanto en el infierno... yo soy feliztu tu turutututu en el infierno soy feliz
Psychobilly, attitude & determined. Guitar solo @1'48 & @2'30, tempo ...Psychobilly, attitude & determined. Guitar solo @1'48 & @2'30, tempo change @2'42. Rock band.
Lyrics ... Psychobilly, urgent & determined. Guitar solo @1'36 & @2'33. Sung in ...Psychobilly, urgent & determined. Guitar solo @1'36 & @2'33. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! En este cementerio hasta los muertos lloran En este monasterio hasta los curas follan No hay sobrevivientessolo un collar de dientes Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!En este cementerio todo va a estar bien En este cementerio donde los diablos moran todo es un misteriola muerte te enamora No hay sobrevivientessolo un collar de dientesEn este cementerio yo voy a estar bien En este cementerio cuando las brujas oran estoy en cautiverioy en ataúd devoran No hay sobrevivientessolo un collar de dientesEn este cementerio tu vas a estar bien En este cementerio hasta los muertos lloran En este monasterio hasta los curas follan No hay sobrevivientessolo un collar de dientesEn este cementerio vamos a estar bien
Lyrics ... Psychobilly, powerful & imposing. Fx filter @1'43. Sung in Spanish ...Psychobilly, powerful & imposing. Fx filter @1'43. Sung in Spanish (explicit). Rock band.
Me llaman muerte yo no se porqueserá porque la muerte me causa placer ? No se... y por que mas va a ser?sera que tengo miedo miedo de envejecer?.. Estoy muerto! Muerto por vos Estoy muerto Muerto sin vos Estoy con suerte eso ya lo seserá porque la suerte me dio de comer?no se! y ahora que voy a hacer?sera que ya no puedo, puedo volverte a ver... Estoy muerto! Muerto por vos Estoy muerto Muerto sin vos Yeah! Yo muerto estoy Yeah! Yo muerto por vos! Quiero morderte, y volverte a morder comerme tu entrañas solo por placer lo se!!! Y estoy muerto!
Lyrics ... Fun, mischievous, cool. Confident and playful male vocals, with ...Fun, mischievous, cool. Confident and playful male vocals, with upbeat drums, positive and lighthearted electric guitar riffs. Celebratory classic rock and roll with loads of energy and attitude.
Honey don’t call me on the telephone Don’t ring my bell baby I ain’t home Can’t pick you up can’t drop you a line Sorry baby I ain’t got the time I’m busy I’m busy
I’ve got so much to do it’s got me feeling dizzy Real sorry baby I’m just too busy
Saturday night I ain’t hitting the hop I told you baby I’m too busy to bop No time to twist no time to have fun I ain’t jiving got stuff to be done
I’m busy, well baby I’m busy well I’ve got so much to do it’s got me feeling dizzy Real sorry baby I’m just too busy
Honey don’t call me on the telephone Don’t ring my bell baby I ain’t home Can’t pick you up, gotta step on the gas I tell you baby it’s a pain in the ass
I’m busy I’m busy
I’ve got so much to do it’s got me feeling dizzy Real sorry baby I’m just too busy
Got things to do got people to see Got fish to fry got places to be Can’t pick you up I can’t drop you a line I’m sorry baby I ain’t got the time
I’m busy I’m busy
I’ve got so much to do it’s got me feeling dizzy Real sorry baby I’m just too busy
Fun, mischievous, cool. Instrumental underscore version featuring ...Fun, mischievous, cool. Instrumental underscore version featuring upbeat drums, and positive, lighthearted and confident electric guitar riffs. Celebratory classic rock and roll with loads of energy and attitude.
Fun, mischievous, cool. Confident and playful male vocals, with ...Fun, mischievous, cool. Confident and playful male vocals, with upbeat drums, positive and lighthearted electric guitar riffs. Celebratory classic rock and roll with loads of energy and attitude.
Cool, attitude, percussive. Confident electric guitars are joined by ...Cool, attitude, percussive. Confident electric guitars are joined by propulsive drums and shakers. Playful and determined classic 50's style rock and roll with atmospheric, expansive riffs. Builds in energy and a sense of fun and mischief.
Cool, attitude, percussive. Confident electric guitars are joined by ...Cool, attitude, percussive. Confident electric guitars are joined by propulsive drums and shakers. Playful and determined classic 50's style rock and roll with atmospheric, expansive riffs. Builds in energy and a sense of fun and mischief.
Driving, positive, rousing. Reflective electric guitars are joined by ...Driving, positive, rousing. Reflective electric guitars are joined by upbeat drums and playful, mischievous melodies. A mysterious, suspenseful and melancholic bridge from 00:55 builds again to a carefree finale. Foot-tapping rollicking blues rock with swagger.
Driving, positive, rousing. Reflective electric guitars are joined by ...Driving, positive, rousing. Reflective electric guitars are joined by upbeat drums and playful, mischievous melodies. A mysterious, suspenseful and melancholic bridge from 00:55 builds again to a carefree finale. Foot-tapping rollicking blues rock with swagger. Stripped back underscore version.
Driving, positive, rousing. Reflective electric guitars are joined by ...Driving, positive, rousing. Reflective electric guitars are joined by upbeat drums and playful, mischievous melodies that builds to a carefree finale. Foot-tapping rollicking blues rock with swagger.
Lyrics ... Blues rock, lively & constant. Bass solo @3'07, harmonica solo @3'27. ...Blues rock, lively & constant. Bass solo @3'07, harmonica solo @3'27. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.
Uhoo oh ooh oh ohoo 21 puñaladas me diste en el pecho21 puñaladas de puro despechoy 20 son las puntadas que tengo en el cuello porque 21 puñaladas recibi en el pecho
estoy tatuandome tu nombreporque esta noche no voy a morir Uhoo oh ooh oh ohoo 21 puñaladas me diste en el pecho21 puñaladas de puro despechoy son siempre tus pisadas que me llevan al hueco porque 21 puñaladas me quitan el sueño estoy despierto desde anocheporque esta luna no me deja dormir Uhoo oh ooh oh ohoo 21 puñaladas me diste en el pecho21 puñaladas de puro despechoy como duelen tus patadas en el huevo derecho porque 21 puñaladas corazón desecho voy huyendo de tu sombraporque esta noche no voy a morir
Blues rock, lively & constant. Bass solo @3'07, harmonica solo @3'27. ...Blues rock, lively & constant. Bass solo @3'07, harmonica solo @3'27. Rock band.
Lyrics ... Country rock, lively & rhythmic. Banjo & guitar solo @1'17. Sung in ...Country rock, lively & rhythmic. Banjo & guitar solo @1'17. Sung in Spanish. Rock band.
Malicia malicia morirás en la miliciacon tus dedos de seda y esa boca una delicia
te estoy yo rogando que me dejes entraryo te juro malicia no voy a cambiar! Malicia malicia porque te gusta la injusticia con tus ojos que aterran me deprava tu sonrisa
ya me estás sofocando con tus dramas demás yo te juro malicia no voy a cambiar! Malicia malicia que tu odio me acariciaCon tu lengua de fuego me has llenado de inmundicia
ya te estoy avisando... que me dejes de amaryo te juro malicia no voy a cambiar!
Wild West, determined, swagger. Atmospheric and tough electric ...Wild West, determined, swagger. Atmospheric and tough electric guitars with driving drums. Retro bluesy Americana rock for cowboys, gangsters and gunfights, featuring a playful percussive breakdown from 01:15, building to a confident finale.
Lyrics ... Song sung in French. Pop rock / rockabilly. Lively, eccentric & ...Song sung in French. Pop rock / rockabilly. Lively, eccentric & bouncy. Break @ 2'28. Male back up vocalist. Male singer, twangy guitar, synth & rhythm.
Peuplier pomponné, toiletté comme un caniche collier, bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui fait la pom pom girl loin des vergers de notre midi.
Peuplier pomponné, toiletté comme un caniche collier bracelet de boules de gui. Qu’est-ce qu’on aura crié, hurlé dans le virage on aura même fait peur à l’orage un short un anorak, mais quel été ! Quelle était, quelle était la saison ?
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C’est encore une année bonne qu’on s’est souhaité à couler du collyre du colibri dans l’oeil de la corneille et de sa nichée x2
En bleu sous le ciel orage on a crié dans ce virage dans le sable ou la neige on a fait les anges on s’est mis en nage mais quelle était, quelle était la saison ? tu fais la guerre aux pommes pommes loin des vergers de notre automne moi l’hiver écharpe et bonnet, toi l’été caniche et cache-nez.
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Peuplier pomponné toiletté comme un caniche collier bras bracelet de boules de gui, de boules de gui.
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English translation :
YOU, THE SUMMER
Poplar tree, powdered and groomed like a poodle
necklace, arm, bracelet of mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries
Like a cheerleader far from the orchards of our noon.
Poplar tree, powdered and groomed like a poodle
necklace, arm, bracelet of mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries
what will we have shouted, howled in the bend
we will even have scared the storm
Shorts, an anorak, but what a summer!
It's still a good year we wished for flowing colibri eye drops in the eye of the crow and its nest x2
In blue, under the stormy sky we shouted in this bend
In the sand or the snow we made angels we were sweating
but what was the season?
you make war with the apples, far from the orchards of our autumn
Me, winter, scarf and hat,
You, summer, poodle and muffler.
Poplar tree, powdered and groomed like a poodle
necklace, arm, bracelet of mistletoe berries, mistletoe berries
