Entra a descubrir las contradicciones de la mente humana
4 de abril de 1984 ... creo ... Al pasado o al futuro, a una era en que el pensamiento sea libre, desde la era del Gran Hermano, desde la era de la policía del pensamiento, el hombre muerto os saluda.
Mamas put your babies to sleep, story too cruelsome for them this is. In Junior high she said goodbye to her parents and ran away with a boy. She left her family warm and kind, all of her friends said "you're out of your mind". Life of her own she would find, it's monday and she's gotta grind.
A Job as a waitress she sure was to find, beautiful face, mind of a child. Boy got her pregnant, Mary-Lou cried," For this I am too young oh why did you lie" You said "it's okay if we do it today", I was so scared that you would go away. "Despite all the papers been signed, mama take me back be so kind".
Only a child, reckless and wild, needs to come home again. He promised the moon but won't marry you. Nothing to do, eating for two, he's goin' out with someone new. Sunshine or rain, it's all the same, life isn't gray oh Mary-Lou.
Mamas do your children still sleep, in the safe of their cradles so sweet. Story I told you I have forseen, Your little angel ain't always so clean. Days to come aren't easy to see, You can change 'em but it isn't free. I see that you don't believe, ooo-oo, but you will see.
Only a child, reckless and wild, needs to come home again. He promised the moon but won't marry you. Nothing to do, eating for two, he's goin' out with someone new. Sunshine or rain, it's all the same, life isn't gray oh Mary-Lou.
Only a child, reckless and wild, needs to come home again. He promised the moon but won't marry you. Nothing to do, eating for two, he's goin' out with someone new. Sunshine or rain, it's all the same, life isn't gray oh Mary-Lou.
Only a child, reckless and wild, needs to come home again. He promised the moon but won't marry you. Nothing to do, eating for two, he's goin' out with someone new. Sunshine or rain, it's all the same, life isn't gray oh Mary-Lou.
PD: Siento lo muertillo que anda ésto, pero no hay mucho ánimo (K)
5 comentarios:
No he escuchado el tema ni lo voy a hacer pero... (K)(L)(K)(L)(K)(L)(K)(L)
Escúchalo jope
No, y sabes porque?? Porque estoy seguro que tu no oyes las canciones que yo pongo en mi blog xDDD
+1 xDDDDDDDDD
Pero coño, yo no te lo restriego
Te jodes (pero con cariño)
Publicar un comentario en la entrada