Ilegales - Harto de ser el malo del lugar

Tekst :

El chico malo no tiene casa
guarda sus cosas en el bar.
Vive de galletas y latas robadas,
no le gustan los juzgados.
¡Harto de ser el malo del lugar!

El chico malo no tiene trabajo
lleva los bolsillos llenos de nada.
Busca problemas con rara perfección
en la comisaría..
¡Harto de ser el malo del lugar!

Inne utwory

  • Cuanta belleza
  • Africa paga
  • Stick de hockey
  • Chicos palidos para la maquina
  • No me acaricies el pelo
  • Caramelos podridos
  • Cara al peligro
  • Saber vivir
  • El ultimo hombre
  • Sueno contigo
  • La rabia de vivir
  • En el parque de invierno
  • Un marciano
  • Mi deporte favorito
  • No me gusta el trabajo
  • Losowe utwory

    Always you

    When we were children
    You and me, the pack
    When I tried to hide in ...
    You d come running back

    Swimming in a river
    I fell into the sand
    And I thought I dreamt
    But you held out your hand

    Cause it was always you, always you
    And when the night was cold and I needed a...

    Hellbounds on my trail

    Watching the cunt
    But before I m into worries
    I do better think fast
    Step beyond the legs
    Risk selfdestruction
    One more sucker
    Wait again
    To the wrong turn
    To the right direction
    Too many fucking gonna turn
    Going too fast
    When you call me outrageous
    As a questioner

    No feelings - you destroy me H A T E
    We re welcome - we...

    I know a girl

    Hello suckers, welcome back. Roxie s in there being looked over by the State Medical Examiner. She says she s gonna have a baby. Now why didn t I think of that?

    Can you imagine?
    I mean can you imagine?
    Do you believe it?
    I...

    Song

    Have you ever been green?
    Have you ever been discovered?
    Did you ever lose your way?
    Did you ever lose your faith in me?

    I ve lost faith
    Faith and i don t need it
    I want to be here
    Right now so i don t need it
    Yeah
    Fall all the way down

    Have you ever been green?
    Have you...

    There she goes

    There s something about her
    You know, it s the way that she carries herself
    She s just so bad
    Ooh, I don t know

    Her style, her mind
    Compares to nothing on this Earth
    She s not the kind to share
    Only God knows what she s worth