Teléfonos que suenan en piezas vacias/White Trash

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Sumo - Rock, Post-Punk

Teléfonos que suenan en piezas vacias/White Trash

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[Letra de "Teléfonos/White Trash"] [Parte I: Teléfonos] [Verso] Night is down in insect town I'm sitting glued to the glowing tube Tedious tedium, it's slow and slow About the craving for something I could really use We're worker ants and we're ants with wings Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late" Asking girls and women "Won't you show me the way To the crumpled sheets and naughtier things?" But it's sad, it's so sad Old people shouldn't take it quite so bad, I know But it's sad, sad, sad Well, the sadness of a long dead star on late night TV The sadness of shooting away your gloom And of old crumpled men in their one-day suits And telephones ringing in empty rooms All the birds have flown from the park uptown And a family I know has built an ark It's been raining long in a steady flow And newspaper headlines read bad and stark It's sad, it's so sad Old people never had it quite so bad But it's sad, sad, sad Well the sadness of a long dead star on late night TV The sadness of shooting away your gloom And of old crumpled men in their one-day suits And telephones ringing in empty rooms Okay... [Parte II: White Trash] [Intro] Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh [Verso 1] I said, People of Babylon Well if you want to be wrong You've got to be strong 'Cause if you don't you're going down, down, down Well, you bite the hand that feeds ya Spit in the face of those who need ya Don't you know when you're old Who is gonna feed ya when you're on your own? I hear my black brothers tell me every day About how they've been put down in so many ways Well, don't you know Rasta? We've been treated just the same way [Coro] I look around and all I see is White trash in Babylon White trash in London White trash right here in Buenos Aires town White trash in Richmond White trash in Birmingham White trash where we live in Hurlingham (Hurlingham, Yeah!) [Solo] [Puente] Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Doo Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Doo Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Doo Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh Skengheh, Skengheh, Skeh-Bah-Doo-Bah-Doo [Verso 2] People of the Argentine You're used to eating your meat everyday You're looking too fine Don't you know what's happening Dude, you're going down all of the time 'Cause you bite the hand that feeds ya Spit in the face of those who need ya Don't you know when you're old Who is gonna feed you when you're on your own? I hear my black brothers tell me every day About how they've been put down in so many ways Don't you know Rasta? Some of us have been treated just the same way [Coro] I look around and all I see is White trash in Babylon White trash in London White trash aca in Buenos Aires town (You better believe it) White trash in Birmingham White trash in Twickenham White trash where we live in Hurlingham (Come on, help me out) [Outro] Okay…

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Writers
  • Luca Prodan