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It's Getting Bad
03:38
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1. It's Getting Bad
You’ve got this strange control over me
You’ve got this strange control over me
Well there’s nothing I can do, so I’ve decided to let you
But it’s getting bad, bad, bad
I remember when I met you
All the promises I heard from you
That sweet ritual, that temptation
The potential that I saw in you
We had fun, we had our moments too
We had secrets, I found an accomplice in you
But you’ve got this strange control over me
And it’s getting bad, bad, bad
I remember when I met you
All your sweetness, you had me played like a fool
There’s no soothing that craving when I think of you
All is fair in love and war
We had fun, we had our moments too
We had secrets, I found an accomplice in you
But you’ve got this strange control over me
And it’s getting bad, bad, bad
You’ve got this strange control over me (You’ve got this)
You’ve got this strange control over me (You’ve got this)
Well there’s nothing I can do, so I’ve decided to let you
But it’s getting bad, bad, bad
You’ve got this strange control over me (You’ve got this)
You’ve got this strange control over me (You’ve got this)
Well there’s nothing I can do, so I’ve decided to let you
But it’s getting bad, bad, bad
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2. |
Snake Eyes
03:27
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2. Snake Eyes
He walks in like he’s a big shot
On a Friday afternoon
Not so well dressed, but a gentleman nonetheless
He’s gonna’ win, that’s what he came in here to do
Everyone feels the player’s presence
Slowly he starts to stir a crowed
The eye in the sky don’t take him out of his sight
Because the only way to possibly beat the house is with that look in your eyes
He buys a stack of chips of very high denomination
Not so much, but a fortune to loose in this situation
He grabs the dice, doesn’t blink, think twice or pray to Christ, because you
Can’t ever loose when your gut feels so nice
So he looks across the felt, and he can finally read them dice
You’ve got your Snake Eyes, yeah that’s right!
You’ve got your Snake Eyes baby!
Oh that’s what you’ve got is Snake Eyes
You lose, go away, come back some other day, maybe when you can pay
Now there is this other dude that’s been sittin’ here since Tuesday
He looks like crap, ever since Wednesday
But if you look him in the eyes, you can tell that there still lies
A hint of hope, that warm sensation that any moment he’s gonna’ hit the prize
So fidgets with a coin, a crum in a once obese full pale
The last chance in his hands to be brought out hoisted up in arms like a fairy tale
He slips the token and pulls that lever with no fear, because you
Can’t ever loose when you work with such endeavor
So he looks at the Monter’s Eyes, and he’s ready for it to tell him
You’ve got your Snake Eyes, yeah that’s right!
You’ve got your Snake Eyes baby!
Oh that’s what you’ve got is Snake Eyes
You lose, go away, come back some other day, maybe when you can pay
Oh that’s what you’ve got is your Snake Eyes, you lose….
Oh you better come back some other day baby
Snake Eyes yeah, Snake Eyes.
What do you think man?
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Crying Out
03:51
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3.Crying Out
Hungry when I wake up
Hungry when I go to bed
Won’t somebody tell me what to do?
I’m dying here, please tell me how to get some food
Suddenly I hear a voice
It’s sinister but I’m alone and need advice
I can’t believe what he wants me to do
But he’s got food and shelter and some money too
Cry...
Cry your eyes out
Cry…
Crying out
When you’re ten you’re twenty
Life is twice as long when you don’t sleep
I’ve heard all that crap about eternity
But if it ends right now I’d be relieved
The next thing you know I’ve got a gun
Don’t you tell me that I’m doing something wrong
I tried to be a part of this society
Now give me all you’ve got and let me be
Cry...
Cry your eyes out
Cry…
Crying out
How many dimes will it take to make you feel all right?
How many changes must your wife go through to keep you satisfied?
How much money will you spend on all your vanity?
Two plus two equals five
Don’t pretend your actions don’t affect our lives
Cry, Cry
Another billionaire is born
And ignorance is spreading more and more and more
Cry...
Cry your eyes out
Cry…
Crying out
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Movie Star
03:13
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4. Movie Star
My name is Candy, and I’m so naive
I wanna’ be a Movie Star
I’ll do what you tell me, even lie steal or cheat
I wanna’ be a Movie Star
Fill my lips with collagen, and Botox my skin
I wanna’ be a Movie Star
Let the paparazzi make a meal out of me
I wanna’ be a Movie Star
Because I… wanna’ be a shooting star
Yes I... want my dreams to be script apart
Because I… wanna’ be a Movie Star
Off to a reality, another side of me
I’m gonna’ be a movie star
What kind of me shall I be, serious dumb or perky?
I’m gonna’ be a Movie Star
But, oh my God! Someone put me on the spot
Be all that you can be is just a real big crock
What the hell I’ll still be, cause’ none of you are better than me
I’m gonna’ be a Movie Star
Because I… wanna’ be a shooting star
Yes I... want my dreams to be script apart
Because I… wanna’ be a Movie Star
Yes I… wanna’ be a shooting star
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Brain Candy
04:30
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5. Brain Candy
Tell me how you sleep at night
Are you comfortable with your ordinary life?
Isn’t there anything we ought to do?
About all them people who are messing with you
Now tell me is there any excuse for the way they manipulate me and you?
Tell me is there any excuse for the way they manipulate me and you?
How’s your grasp on what’s genuine?
Doesn’t it scare you, the world’s truth is what’s televised?
Pick a source, doesn’t matter who it is
Because all you’re getting is someone else’s shit
Now tell me is there any excuse for the way they manipulate me and you?
Now tell me is there any excuse for the way they manipulate me and you?
Now tell me is there any excuse for the way they manipulate me and you?
I say No! NO!
I won’t believe what you want me to
Isn’t there anyone, who can tell us the truth?
There are so many of us, don’t you dare believe you can decide for me and you
Isn’t there anyone, who can tell us the truth?
Well, there’s got to be somebody
For all this
Brain Candy, Brain Candy
Make a cavity in your brain
Brain Candy, Brain Candy
Don’t believe a word they’re saying
Brain Candy, Brain Candy
Oh yeah
Brain Candy, Brain Candy
Don’t believe a word they’re saying
Now tell me is there any excuse for the way they manipulate me and you?
Now tell me is there any excuse for the way they manipulate me and you?
CNN, FOX, ABC and MTV
And the rest of them three letter name companies
Are owned by the CFR, The Bilderberg and The CT
The same people who wanna’ take control over your liberty
Come on in, here’s a pretty microchip
I say no! NO!
I won’t let you control me
Isn’t there anyone, who can tell us the truth?
There are so many of us, don’t you dare believe you can decide for me and you
Isn’t there anyone, who can tell us the truth?
Well, there’s got to be somebody
For all this
Brain Candy, Brain Candy
Make a cavity in your brain
Brain Candy, Brain Candy
Don’t believe a word they’re saying
Brain Candy, Brain Candy
Oh yeah
Brain Candy, Brain Candy
Don’t believe a word they’re saying
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Pimp
01:55
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6. Pimp
Well you know I bet them horses
Well you know I bet them hounds
Well you know I’ll bet on anything
That eats, that bleeds, that growls
Well you know
Yeah you know baby
Well I guess there’s only one thing
I won’t ever understand
Seeing as I bet on you
What the hell you doin’ with all my money in your hand?
Someone saw you at a bus stop
Someone caught you on a train
Someone saw you wearing wigs and shades and a hundred different names
Someone saw
Someone always sees baby
Doesn’t matter where you’re headed
Or the places you look for shade
Cause baby I’ll be looking for you
And I’ll be dammed if I ever let you get away
Where you headed woman tell me?
Is there some place you’d rather be?
Oh! You’re tired of the crime, the extortion, the lying?
Well remember, you led us into those three
I remember you’re preaching baby –you be broke and you good for shit–
Oh no, no… I didn’t put up with all of that crap, to take any disrespect
So saddle up my honey
Cause you be headed for a ride
From now on every little choice you wanna’ make
Remember your ass is mine
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7. |
Oye Pelao
03:36
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7. Oye Pelao
Oye pelao’ cuéntame tu historia
Te ves dañao’ dime ¿qué fue lo que pasó?
En la montaña, donde la pólvora lleva otro nombre
Y en caso e’ que la oigas… Lo que hay es que correr
Oye pelao’ ve donde tu mama
Deja ya a un lao’ todo lo que se te vendió
Esas mentiras, que poco a poco envenenan tu mente
Si aquel que te hace daño es… En quien te vas a volver
Oye pelao’ ya te han desplazado
Pero cuidado, te encuentras en una gran ciudad
Y ten en cuenta que cada vez que se cierra una puerta
Se abren otras apuestas… Tú verás cómo jugar
Oye pelao’ transcurren los años
Y lo que alguna vez dolía ya se puede soportar
Las cicatrices, que poco a poco se desaparecen
Son marcas del pasado… A vivir la realidad
Oye pelao’ cuéntame tu historia
Te ves cansao’ pero seguro al caminar
Has desafiado, generaciones de malas costumbres
Ya deja tu legado… Y vete a descansar
Oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao
Oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao
Oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao
Oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao
Oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao
Oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao
Oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao
Oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao oye pelao
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8. |
I´ll Be Fine
05:35
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8. I´ll Be Fine
Oh mama, mama, mama don’t you cry
Oh mama, mama I’ll get by
Cause I’ll be fine on my own
Oh mama, mama, mama don’t you cry
Oh mama, mama I’ll get by
Cause I’ll be fine on my own
Seems like we’ve been asking, the same question for so long
And all the speculation just seems wrong
Seems like we’ve been waiting, for some reason unexplained
On some miraculous act to restore the faith
But all our lives time passes by and, things don’t seem to get better
It feels like there’s a cynic in the sky
It’s about time we realize that, change begins inside of us, so
Put a little love into your heart
Put a little love into your heart
Put a little love into your heart
Oh, put a little love into your heart
Put a little love into your heart
Oh, put a little love into your heart
Just put a little love into your heart
Seems we’ve been divided, by the color of our skin
Religious faith, sexual taste and a loaded gun
It’s never made a difference, whether something’s right or wrong
As long as the money keeps rolling on
But all our lives time passes by and, things don’t seem to get better
It feels like there’s a cynic in the sky
It’s about time we realize that, change begins inside of us, so
Put a little love into your heart
Put a little love into your heart
Put a little love into your heart
Oh, put a little love into your heart
Put a little love into your heart
Oh, put a little love into your heart
Just put a little love into your heart
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