
"Cold cold ground" de Tom Waits
Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe / Never slept with a dream before he had to go away / Theres a bell in the tower / Uncle ray bought a round / Dont worry about the army / In the cold cold ground / Now dont be a cry baby / When theres wood in the shed / Theres a bird in the chimmney / And a stone in my bed / When the roads / washed out / They pass the bottle around / And wait in the arms / Of the cold cold ground / Cold cold ground / Theres a ribbon in the willow / And a tire swing rope / And a briar patch of berries / Takin over the slope / The catll sleep in the mailbox / And well never go to town / Til we bury every dream in / The cold cold ground / Cold cold ground / Gimme a winchester rifle and a whole box of shells / Blow the roof off the goat barn / Let it roll down the hill / The piano is firewood / Times square is a dream / I find well lay down together in the cold cold ground / Cold cold ground / Cold cold ground / Call the cops on the breedloves / Bring a Bible and a rope / And a whole box of rebel / And a bar of soap / Make a pile of trunk tires / And burn em all down / Bring a dollar with you baby / In the cold cold ground / Cold cold ground / Take a weathervane rooster / Throw rocks at his head / Stop talking to the neighbors / Til we all go dead / Beware of my temper / And the dog that Ive found / Break all the windows in the / Cold cold ground / Cold cold ground.

"Tres"
Collage: Max


Coordinado por Antonio José Navarro


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