Sumo Luca Prodan

Sumo y Luca Prodan Solista Letra De Todas Las Canciones (Oficiales)

2011-10-20T12:18:00.000-07:00

Sumo After Chabon

CRUA CHAN By the left, quick march,

Crua chan! It was seventeen hundred and forty-five, the highland spirit

had revived, Mac Dougall

and Mac Donald there, the clans had come

from everywhere, singing: Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a Englishman, fee fi fo fum, come on London, here we come. We went all the way down south, we were frothing at the mouth, coming down to Derby town, we'd beaten everyone around, singing: Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a Englishman, fee fi fo fum, come on London, here we come. We ended at Culloden moor, feeling bad and feeling poor, the redcoats had chased us there,there we died and there we stayed, singing: Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a Scotsman, fee fi fo fum, United Kingdom here we come.We the bonnie prince has gone back home, he's never gonna come back. We'll do to you at Wembley, we'll do it to you in pubs, with the Scottish louts larking about.Here come your rats, crua chan lad.

NO TAN DISTINTOS People moving every day you know they move so slow do they know why they are going? do they know why they go? look into the book of rules and tell me what you see are you all that different are you just the same as me? Waiting for 1989 we don't want no more war... Love is slipping away it slips away so fast I always thought that it would last and it would last look into your book of rules and tell me what you see am I all that different? Are you just the same as me waiting for 1989 we don't want no more war... Waiting for 1989… and shut that door. BANDERITAS Y GLOBOS 1,2,3,4 ... Estoy dando vueltas sobre el carrusel Mi cabeza está podrida Y se me quema la piel Los pies me duelen No tocan el piso Mirenme ya, estoy hecho un erizo Chau Mo Mo y chau Esther Ya no tengo sentido Y no tengo poder Me muevo, me muevo A tu alrededor Lo que me queda Es todo este temblor El micro me lleva y no se dónde estoy Puede ser Uruguay, puede ser Chivilcoy Me mueven, me mueven, La ruta se extiende Lo entendido es lo que no entiendo MAÑANA EN EL ABASTO Mañana de sol, bajo por el ascensor, calle con árboles, chica pasa con temor. No tengas miedo, no, me pelé por mi trabajo, las lentes son para el sol y para la gente que me da asco. No vayas a la escuela por que San Martín te espera, estás todo el día sola y mirás mi campera. Tomates podridos por las calles del Abasto, podridos por el sol que quiebra las calles del Abasto. Hombre sentado ahí, con su botella de Resero, los bares tristes y vacíos ya, por la clausura del Abasto. José Luis y su novia se besan por ahí en el Abasto, yo paso y me saludan bajo la sombra del Abasto. Parada Carlos Gardel, es la estación del Abasto, Sergio trabaja en el bar en la estación del Abasto, piensa siempre más y más, será por el aburrimiento. Subte Línea B y yo me alejo más del cielo, ahí escucho el tren, ahí escucho el tren, estoy en el subsuelo, estoy en el subsuelo. HELLO FRANK Hello Frank how're you doing? Are you alright? Sunday morning blues, you know Just ain't the bet when you just want to lie down and have a good rest. Coz the nerves kind of get to you. When you feel kinda small and all those things moving up and down against the wall then you tie on that bandana and you feel kind of tough people know you know that life is really of rough and your mama comes and hits you with a plastic telephone and she's gone and told you you're not even home and she has called youOn that telephone On that telephone On that telephone Your mum said you weren't home She called you on the telephone Your mum told you weren't home Oh mama what did you do? Oh mama what did you do? She thinks I'm with her I'm gonna get blue I'm gonna cut my throat I'm gonna smash my head I'm gonna jump into the bath I'm gonna lie in bed Well anyway that never happened because... one day...religion came to stay oh yeah religion come to stay oh yeah bad vibes they've gone all away. Religion came to stay all right what you tell rastafari I tell you god there in the heaven and he looks after you and that's what they say Well I'm telling you from the southern United States of América that god and christ are in your body and they're living with you. Dominus, vosbicum etu spiritu tuum All right, let's pray! Let us pray!Po po po Let us pray! A ja ja ja Let us pray! Baby pray for us Jesus Christ won't you pray for us? I think we're there Oh, no maybe not (doesn't matter) keep on well you know These songs get kinda long especially when they call me on the telephone. Well I've been thinking about things But I've forgotten of what I thought so I think I'll just go on and sing this. Oh baby stand by me Oh no, no No woman no cry Oh no no La Rubia Tarada!...(Aclaración, la frase "Dominus, vosbicum etu spiritu tuum", significa "El señor esta contigo y con tu espíritu", esta en latín y realmente se escribe: "Dominus vobiscum, Et cum spiritu tuo" ) OJOS DE TERCIOPELO She came on the southern wind She came like a morning snow She did something to my brain I don't just know quite whyShe came like a winter wind She came like a summer storm She came and did something to my head And now I'm gone She loves me like a child She loves me like a man She loves me through ten whole years And I know she held my hands I showed her where to go She showed me what to do I'd do the same for me right now That I'd do for you Love like a lady Love me like a baby Love me like a pearl In the heart of a seaman's girl Love like a beauty Love me like a whore Tell me I'm a genius Tell me I'm a bore Come in - go down Do it - don't do it Think it - Don't think it Live it - don't live it LO QUIERO YA Hasta que choque China con África te voy a perseguir, sería bueno que pidieras que la tierra se mueva hasta que China choque con África te voy a preguntar: No sé lo que quiero, pero lo quiero ya si yo fuera tu esclavo te pediría más.No sé lo que quiero, pero lo quiero ya, si fuera tu esclavo te pediría más. Nada te ata a leer la novedad, nadie te pisa, nadie te invita, ni te van a chupar. No se lo que quiero, pero lo quiero ya. No se lo que quiero, pero lo quiero ya, no se lo que quiero, pero lo quiero ya, No sé! LA GOTA EN EL OJO Rock it out, man Sing the song today Do it right man Night and day Rain falls down on me Rain, rain, rain, rain It falls on the trees And it falls on the stones And it falls on the earth And old dry bones Rain falling all over the world Rain falling on the little boys (and girls) It falls in the puddles And it falls in the snow It falls wherever you go It falls in the desert When you're dying of thirst It falls when you think You're the last But you're the first

EL CIEGUITO VOLADOR Los murciélagos son tétricos Dan miedo y terror Y nunca están limpios Los murciélagos se quedan abrigaditos En cuevas tristes Los murciélagos tienen alas de cisne Y se cuelgan hacia arriba Viendo tu panza al revés Viendo tu panza al revés Los murciélagos vuelan sin problemas Los murciélagos tienen radar Los murciélagos lucen mejor cuando la noche es rara A los murciélagos no les importa... Batman! Revés al panza tu viendo!Revés al panza tu viendo! Yo estoy al derecho! Dado vuelta estás vos! NO TE PONGAS AZUL Don't turn blue In a good friend's bathroom Don't try to reach the moonTrough the things that go on In the dark room Don't let your heart not burst Just because you must hide We all know, we all know, we all know That real life is insideAnd there are you With your black fur on Just watching me, watching me you Sing this song Meet me halfway It's not that long And maybe we'll find That we're not alone Don't turn green with envy Don't turn black with hate I'm moving down the road Walking, walking, walking Walking, walking down the road And I'm opening your gate And the rain falls on the city And the rain falls on the city And the rain falls on the city Baby, baby, don't turn blue And the rain beats down And the rain beats down NOCHE DE PAZ Stille nacht, hellige nacht All ist schlaft Einsam war Nur der exenBawachten auf, warten auf Walpurgisgsnacht Christ der engel ist da Christ der engel ist da Noche de paz Noche de amor Todos acá por favor mamá e hijo con antifazDisfrutando su noche de paz Sueña un sueño imposible Sueña un sueño imposibleSilent night, holy night All is warm, all is bright In the manger See mother and childWhen I see her She drives me wild Dream your heavenly dream Dream your impossible dream Silent night ! Silent night ! Silent night !

PERCUSSION BABY Percussion baby Walking down the street Prettiest lady that you'll ever meet Percussion baby On the cover of a magazine The loveliest lady that you've ever seen But don't say maybe 'cause I'm not a little boy Percussion baby Don't treat me like a toy 'cause everyday is Sunday When you're so full of joy Percussion baby, I'm not your little boy Percussion baby I don't want to see you fade away Leaving right now here Is the best way Percussion baby Hear you walk away I hear the tip, tap, tapping Of your high heels Saying...you're going away Never on a Sunday When I feel you're no more here Percussion baby I'm so full of fear You never said maybe But I'm not your little toy Oooh, percussion baby I'm not your little boy

EL OJO BLINDADO Luces calientes atraviesan mi mente luces calientes atraviesan mi mente. Te veo a vos te veo a vos. Luces calientes atraviesan mi mente luces calientes atraviesan mi mente. Te veo a vos te veo a vos. Mentira mentira mentira mentiraadonde fuiste? adonde fuiste? mentira mentira mentira mentira adonde fuiste? adonde fuiste?Aprieto los dientes y miro a los dementes aprieto los dientes y miro a los dementes y donde estas vos? y donde estas vos? Hay minas y minas y minas y minasy donde estas vos?. Hay minas y minas y minas y minas y donde estas vos?. El ojo blindado que me has regalado. El ojo blindado que me has regalado.me mira mal me mira mal. Yo quiero mas, yo quiero mas, Yo quiero mas, yo quiero mas, quiero mas!ESTALLANDO DESDE EL OCEANO She had my head on a plate With her sweet and sour sauce She was riding in her car I was riding on my horse Neck and neck along the roadWell, I have nothing left to hide So, what a heck Five fly cars, women rushing pastThe road was long and the race was fast Gradually I fell behind It was the blind leading the blind It was the blind leading the blind Over the hills, over the prairiesDown in the pampa, up in the tundra And in Paris in spring. And in old Pekin And in Katmandu. And in Xanadu I'm bursting out of the ocean I'm bursting out of the ocean Uh,Uh, it was another gas station Uh,Uh, it was another you Uh,Uh, it was another gas station Uh,Uh, it was another you, and that's true Babe, that's true and that's true Babe that's true Gimme this and gimme that I've got no need for your sad hat I've got no need for your Bipperty, bipperty, bipperty Bipperty hat Just my horse and me Just my horse and me Over the hills, over the prairies Down in the pampa, up in the tundra And in Paris in spring. And in old Pekin And in Katmandu. And in XanaduAnd in Timbuktu (what?) I'm busrting out of the ocean I'm bursting out of the oceanI'm bursting out of the ocean I'm bursting out of the ocean Shoot out Burst out T.V. CALIENTE So well, so now, you're here next to me I want you so much That it seems strange to me So strange that it seems wrong to me Seeing as how, seeing as howYou're only on the TV Ageless beauty with a sense of duty On a film, on the TV right now Within sight, but out of reach Oh I wonder, oh I wonder, oh I wonder how?How to make you, how to make you, How to make you see me too Slow and easy with Virna Lisi, in a bed made for two Walk the streets we're both so happy, Because the whole thing is so new. You're Virna Lisi, slow and easy In a lifetime made for twoYou've got blonde hair and blue and blue eyes We're a strange pair under stranger skies Be fair, be fair. Don't be surprised We're a strange pair under stranger skies The image fickers, is something wrong? This aint nothing, it's only a song So don't you worry, don't you hurry, just you turry With me, 'cos I'm so lone And you... in a dress, in a dressing gown going up or going down With a smile up here and one down thereLet me hold your hand, kiss your neck, Get loss in your hair I'm lost in your hair, babeLisi!!! Virna Lisi !!!! Lisi !!! Virna Lisi, oh!!! You've got blonde hair ... The sky is falling, the sky is falling Somebody catch it please Slow and easy with Virna Lisi in a bed Made for two I aint got time to catch the sky I aint got time for her and you NEXT WEEKCome on little baby won't you love me next week I want to love you next week Come on lady show me next week I want to show you next week I said come on baby know me next week I wanna know you next week I said come on lady do it next week I want to do it next week y eah!! Dale nena dame nesquik quiero tu nesquik Digo: dale baby dame nesquik necesito nesquik I said come on little lady show me next week... etc... Come on sweet dream thing give me next week I want to have it next weekcome lady... etc... quiero quiero quiero I really, I wanna really, I wanna really, oh, oh, oh!

CINCO MAGNIFICOS Dejame verte Pero re de verdad Vengo hambriento Desde Yaciretá (Ah) No quiero soñarte quiero morfar Lo que me falta Es un poco de pan Yo trabajo en la city En la grande ciudad Y para los mendigos no tengo piedad Dame tu piel Algún beso tendrán Yo soy un biombo No mires detrás Y yo soy artesano Y por San Telmo voy Pero en realidad Soy de Chivilcoy Con mi cara austera Vendo frivolidad Y la gente la compra Con frialdad Dime... Qué Manuelito Benitez De Federación Listo para ayudarA la Nación Deja Entre Rios Y viene por acá Con una jarra de vino Y su tra-la-lá Yo soy Carlos Kreimer En Martinez vivo Me gusta el rugby Y el Rock and Roll Voy a ir a Alemania Ahí es mejor Aunque hace frío Y la bomba cayó ROLLANDO Babylon town is B.A. town too, brother, you'd better remember that. Oooh, Survival time.. Oooh, Survival time.. Oooh, Survival time.. Oooh, Survival time.. Well, I've been down pressed treading on the Wine-press, in a right mess, after fifteen years of madness.Well, I've been gone down, with a smile, without a frown. And I even dance the tango without being a Guarango. Oooh, Survival time.. Oooh, Survival time.. Oooh, Survival time.. Oooh, Survival time.. Well, do the Sun-dance, 'coz you won't get a second chance; and move real well now, 'coz you might just go to hell now. And love your brother like you should've loved your father. Do it good now, 'coz you know it's understood now.. that.. it's.. Oh, Survival time… no bugle in jungle for I no ruffled, tumble no finger in the eye no sand no blood on the sky just blood on the sand I stared at the sky your conclusions are fanciful delusions but I tell you Your conclusions are fanciful delusions. Oh, Survival time… LOS VIEJOS VINAGRES Dale, dale con el look, pero no te mires como captain Cook, dale, dale con el look, pero no te mires como Captain Cook. Para vos lo peor es la libertad, para vos lo peor es la libertad. Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres, todo alrededor! Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres. todo alrededor! No te olvides de posar en la disco o en el bar, no te olvides de posar en la disco o en el bar. Para vos lo peor es resbalar, para vos lo peor es resbalar. Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres, todo alrededor! Estoy rodeado de viejos vinagres. todo alrededor! Juventud, divino, tesoro! Juventud, divino, tesoro! NO GOOD Even in the morning you looked so fine And in the daytime, well, you know But then, your daddy come and said "I'm no good, no good Hear the policeman call No good, no good No good right now" I don't know how long I 've loved you But I tell you baby It's been too long I couldn't stand another day without you, Lord And that's why I sing this song Well, I've been living in a fever And it's been dragging me and pushing me And dragging It could be this, or that, or neither, yeah And baby, I just run along HEROÍNA I'm in love with this modern world I'm in love with these modern girls. I used to love an English girl, and now I love a little German girl. I used to love an Italian girl, and now I love an Argentinian girl. I used to love this rock 'n roll world, but now I love that old suicide world. But there's onething, onething I can't forget because it's in my head and I think about it when I'm in bed. Do you know what it is? It's... Heroin Heroin Heroin Heroin Soltate con Wellapon, soltate.Soltá tu pelo con Wellapon. Soltá el brillo, soltá la belleza de tu pelo con Wellapon.Because, you know, it keeps on in my head. Do you know what it is? It's... HeroinHeroin Heroin Heroin QUE ME PISEN Yo quiero a mi bandera, Yo quiero a mi bandera,Planchadita, planchadita, planchadita Yo quiero la mamadera Yo quiero la mamaderacalientita, calientita, calientita (Ti, Ti, Tita..., Rodesia...! ) Yo quiero cruzar con la barrera Yo quiero cruzar con la barrera Y que me pisen, que me pisen Que me pisenWhen the honky monk come Down to Babylon town’s Going to scare you now, Right!I’m goin’ to move and move and skip my head By met the little girl sleep When they think of the big ball, man I’m goin’ to move down the avenue With no shoes, I’m gonna laugh and cry I’m goin’ to move and goin’ to do kaka’n dingande all day longI’m going to make them try too. Remember natty dreadlock I got the ball natty dreadlock, yeah Upset natty dreadlock You’ve got the ball man natty dreadlock yeah now You got a yellow man You got a big black man You got an English man You got angentinian man With the muck on the shoe Walking down for rig out just a big ball too And natty dreadlock Do it like you want Do it when you come…

Sumo Divididos Por La Felicidad

LA RUBIA TARADA Papa o mama, papa y mama,papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Caras conchetas, miradas berretas y hombres encajados en Fiorucci. Oigo "dame" y "quiero" y "no te metas" "Te gustó el nuevo Bertolucci?". La rubia tarada, bronceada, aburrida, me dice "Por qué te pelaste?" Y yo "Por el asco que dá tu sociedad. Por el pelo de hoy ¿cuánto gastaste?" Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Un pseudo punkito, con el acento finito quiere hacer el chico malo. Tuerce la boca, se arregla el pelito, se toma un trago y vuelve a Belgrano. Basta! Me voy, rumbo a la puerta y después al boliche a la esquina a tomar una ginebra con gente despierta. Esta si que es Argentina! Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Una noche en New York City... MULA PLATEADA Silver moon, Silver moon is oh, so distantIn her black black distant sky Silver moon is also crying I don't think she knows just why Silver moon is oh, so puzzled By the ways of her new life Silver moon is not a girlfriend Silver moon could be my wife Silver moon, shine down Silver moon, come down Silver moon, I'm here Silver moon, you're there Silver moon is always watchingBut she can't really see Silver moon is always writing Like the waves write on the seaSilver moon is always laughing When she should really cry Silver moon is like a windowLike a door into the sky! NO ACABES Don't come, don't come, don't come, don't comeLiving here in Babylon is oh so dificult I really don't know what to do Think I'll go to Africa, maybe Ethiopia I really hope that you'll come too ( I hear a little voice, it says ...) Don't come, don't come, don't come, don't come Last saturday night, had a fight with my baby I don't think I'll see her again She never say no, but She always say maybe And that's no way to treat a friend ( I hear a little voice, it says...) Don't come, don't come, don't come. REGTEST Some call it happy valley rock Play I some music I hope I don't come on too strong You can't refuse it But you know you might be wrong You could call it reggae You couldn't call i t rock and roll Come on, get ready'cos there's a big ball going to roll You'd better get up brother, up brother, Up brother yeah! Don't you go too far! 'cos then you'll come down brother, Down brother, down brother, down yeah! Like a shooting star. I had a dream oh yeah, in 1973 I dream a spaceship, come down to deliver me Well it was big and white And it had come a long long way A black star liner? You know, I could not say But it took me up brother, up brother up brother, up brother, yeah You know, it took me far! Then it brought me down brother, down brother Down brother, down brother, down yeah! Like a shooting star. EL REGGAE DE PAZ Y AMOR Oh, oh, oh, peace and loveMoving up, fighting it all back, stabbing gonna get you down tonight in Babylon town, yeah `cause if you fall on your face is no disgrace, no one's to help you anyhow, nowhere. Oh, oh, oh...peace and love peace and love in babylon. Oh, oh, oh...peace and love... Little little people with little little lives in little little homes with little little wives, they get up, they go down, they get out town, yeah everybody moving round and round I don't care and I don't eat, I don't eat no meat, and as civilized citizen Ronald Reagan, Uh! Oh, oh, oh...peace and love peace and love in babylon. Oh, oh, oh...peace and love... DEBEDE We walked down to the disco on that saturday night. You know, you really looked good, you know, I felt all right We walked to that Disco on that saturday night. You know, I really looked good you know, I felt all right. Disco Baby Disco! When you're dying in your bed. Disco Baby Disco! When you're crying in your head. Disco Baby Disco! You don't know rock and roll. Disco Baby Disco! Is gonna satisfy your soul...Yeah! Well I don't know, but I've been told, the streets of heaven are lined with gold. I don't know but I've been told,the streets of heaven are lined with gold. I wonder if it can get much worse if the Russians get up there first?Eh? Ha, ha! Disco Baby Disco. Do it when you'r down.Disco Baby Disco. Do it upside down. Disco Baby Disco. Writhing in your bed. Disco Baby Disco. You're dancing on your head. Cu-cu, cu-cu, cu-cu chu cho! Cucurucho!Disco!... MEJOR NO HABLAR DE CIERTAS COSAS Una mujer, una mujer atrás, una mujer atrás de un vidrio empañado. Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Un tornado, un tornado, un tornado... Un tornado arrasó a mi ciudad y a mí jardín primitivo. Un tornado arrasó a tu ciudad y a tu jardín primitivo. Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Yo, yo, yo, yo... Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.No, no, no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Saltando, saltando, saltando... Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. La mujer, el vidrio, el tornado, el jardín primitivo, yo, la flor, saltando, fugitivo, no, no, no... Que no, que no, que no... DIVIDIDOS POR LA FELICIDAD I'm always breaking glasses In other people rooms Forever making passes at other people's tombs No matter what existed A few short years ago The happy days were busted and that's the way things go What a good time what a lovely time What a good time What a lonely time. Agosto... Jopo... Perra!!! And if I had some trousers I'd walk right down the street And if I had a mauser I'd shoot everyone I meet What a time! NO DUERMAS MAS Ooh!!!... in the morning yeah Ooh!!!... without warning yeahI've got a big bamboo yeah Up there in Yapeyu I've got a big Nandu And he runs 'round the pampa And he runs 'round my house And he drives me crazy And he bites my brown cow, now And you know she's so lazy But... Ooh!... in the morning Ooh!... without warning You know I reallylove you You know I really really need you But I'm so confined now I can't feed you I can't even read you But I really,really love you I'd like to buy a little bike,now and drive over and see you But... KAYA Kaya, oh,oh KayaKaya, oh,oh Kaya Let me tell you about something Bigger than a big bamboo And me and you And the fat guru Let me tell you about something Bigger than a big bambooAnd me and you And the fat guru I tell you It's Kaya, oh,oh Kaya Kaya, oh,oh KayaDon't you know one day I used to be so mad I'd treat my woman so bad And then I get so sad And then I take a little Kaya Oh,oh Kaya...

Sumo Corpiños En La Madrugada

NIGHT AND DAY Night and day the winds hold awayIn the upper athmosphere And down this way the children play With their warmed up plastic spearsAnd the cars drive by And the flower dies And the traffic flows And the flower grows. You walk into the room You're bound to find me there You hand me the wooden spoon The sun shines through your hair But please, please, leave me Until ten to four'cause I'm piecing together the night before So you call me on the phone So I feel I'm not alone And you mention Ho Chi Minn While I try to remember where I've been But the TV goes on and on and on But the aerial's fucked So the picture is wrong And the whole of this is only a song The whole of this is only a song The cars drive by, And the flower dies and the traffic flows, and the flower grows, Night and Day, Night and Day, It’s just Night and Day. MEJOR NO HABLAR DE CIERTAS COSAS Una mujer, una mujer atrás, una mujer atrás de un vidrio empañado. Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Un tornado, un tornado, un tornado... Un tornado arrasó a mi ciudad y a mí jardín primitivo. Un tornado arrasó a tu ciudad y a tu jardín primitivo. Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Yo, yo, yo, yo... Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.No, no, no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Saltando, saltando, saltando... Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. La mujer, el vidrio, el tornado, el jardín primitivo, yo, la flor, saltando, fugitivo, no, no, no... Que no, que no, que no... BANDERITAS Y GLOBOS Estoy montado sobre este carrusel Puede parecer divertido pero te sentís en el infierno Mis pies están doloridos Aunque no toquen el suelo Pero escucha bien esto, ¡qué hermoso sonido! Chau Julie y chau Linda No van a saber de mi porque no escribo cartas Por ahí recibirán un mensaje desde un bar nocturno Por ahí recibirán un mensaje desde una estrella fugaz. Porque estoy montado sobre este carrusel parece divertido pero te sentís en el infierno Mis pies están doloridos Aunque no toquen el suelo Pero escucha bien esto, ¡qué estrella fugaz! Pienso que sos muy hermosa Pero parecés triste Sabés que no soy nada y soy tan malo Me muevo en círculos haciendo nada Excepto sonidosTELEPHONES / WHITE TRASH Night is down in insect town I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube Tedious, tedium, flowing slow I'm crying for something I could really use We're worker ants, or ants with wings Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late"Asking girls and women "Won't you show us the way To crumple sheets and naughtier things? " But it's sad, so sad The old people never had not quite so bad(not this way, anyway) And it’s sad, sad, sad The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV The sadness of shooting away your bloom And of old crumpled men in their workday suits And telephones ringing in empty rooms All the birds have flown from the 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 But is sad, so sad The old people never had not quite so bad. And it’s sad, sad, sad The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV The sadness of shooting away your bloom And of old crumpled men in their workday suits And telephones ringing in empty rooms SKa ,Ska,.... People of Babylon, if you want to be wrong You've got to be strong If not you'll go downDown, down, down You can bite the hands that feeds you Spit in the face of those who needs you But when you're old, who is gonna feed you When you're on your own? I hear my black brothers every day Saying how they've been put down in so many ways Well, what about us Rasta? Some of us been treated just the same way I look around and all I see is White trash in a Babylon White trash in a London White trash right here in Buenos Aires town Ska, Ska... People of the Argentine You eat your meat everyday And you dress so fine What about your brothers in Africa Dying, starving All of the time? Well you can bite the hand... I look around and all I see isWhite trash in Birmingham White trash in Twinckenham White trash where I live in Hurlingham. UNA NOCHE EN NEW YORK CITY Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mamaPapa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Caras conchetas, miradas berretas y hombres encajados en Fiorucci. Oigo "dame" y "quiero" y "no te metas" "Te gustó el nuevo Bertolucci?". La rubia tarada, bronceada, aburrida, me dice "Por qué te pelaste?" Y yo "Por el asco que dá tu sociedad. Por el pelo de hoy ¿cuánto gastaste?" Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Un pseudo punkito, con el acento finito quiere hacer el chico malo. Tuerce la boca, se arregla el pelito, se toma un trago y vuelve a Belgrano. Basta! Me voy, rumbo a la puerta y después al boliche a la esquina a tomar una ginebra con gente despierta. Esta si que es Argentina! Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Una noche en New York City... DIVIDED BY JOY I'm always breaking glasses In other people rooms Forever making passes at other people's tombs No matter what existed A few short years ago The happy days were bustedand that's the way things go What a good time what a lovely time What a good timeWhat a lonely time. Agosto...Agosto... Perra!!! And if I had some trousers I'd walk right down the street And if I had a mauser I'd shoot everyone I meet What a time!What a good time what a lovely time What a good time What a lonely time.Otto...Otto... Perra!!! Well I'm still breaking glasses In other people rooms Forever making passes at other people's tombs No matter what existed A few short years agoThe happy days were busted and that's the way things go. QUIERO DINERO (quiero dinero, Helmut, Omar, es un corpiño para madrugar! 10 centavos… plata) Sergio, Omar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Helumt, Omar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Helmut, Helmut Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Sergio… Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero!Machín, sumar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Hersay, we have! Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Corrupción, Dale! Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Zero… Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero! Sergio, Omar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Helumt, Omar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Helmut, Helmut Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Sergio… Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero! FUCK YOU You know that things are really saint About of being annoyed I look up in the morning And I doubt if she's really sloe select, select the parasite And forget me for that way I never rocked anybody And I just want to run away Yeyeyeyeyeyeyeye Yoyoyoyoyo Fuck You !!! Yeah .... You know I see you in themorning times But I wanna see you now I look up anybody I gave you that stupid card Abel Abel Abel Abel Yeyeyeyeyeyeyeye Yoyoyoyoyoyoyoy Fuck You ! Yeah, Come on it Right!!! DISCO BABY DISCO We walked down to the disco on that Saturday night. You know, you really looked good, you know, I felt all right We walked to that Disco on that Saturday night. You know, I really looked good you know, I felt all right. Disco Baby Disco! When you're dying in your bed. Disco Baby Disco! When you're crying in your head. Disco Baby Disco! You don't know rock and roll. Disco Baby Disco! Is gonna satisfy your soul...Yeah! Well I don't know, but I've been told, the streets of heaven are lined with gold. I don't know but I've been told, the streets of heaven are lined with gold. I wonder if it can get much worse if the Russians get up there first? Eh? Ha, ha! Disco Baby Disco. Do it when you're down. Disco Baby Disco.Do it upside down. Disco Baby Disco. Writhing in your bed. Disco Baby Disco. You're dancing on your head. Cu-cu, cu-cu, cu-cu chu cho! Cucurucho! Disco!... HEROIN I'm in love with this modern world I'm in love with these modern girls. I used to love an English girl, and now I love a little German girl. I used to love an Italian girl, and now I love an Argentinian girl. I used to love this rock 'n roll world, but now I love that old suicide world. But there's one thing, One thing I can't forget because it's in my headand I think about it when I'm in bed. Do you know what it is? It's... Heroin HeroinHeroin Heroin Soltate con Wellapon, soltate. Soltá tu pelo con Wellapon. Soltá el brillo, soltá la belleza de tu pelo con Wellapon. Because, you know, it keeps on in my head. Do you know what it is? It's... Heroin Heroin Heroin Heroin

Sumo Corpiños En La Madrugada (Re Edición)

NIGHT AND DAY Night and day the winds hold awayIn the upper athmosphere And down this way the children play With their warmed up plastic spearsAnd the cars drive by And the flower dies And the traffic flows And the flower grows. You walk into the room You're bound to find me there You hand me the wooden spoon The sun shines through your hair But please, please, leave me Until ten to four'cause I'm piecing together the night before So you call me on the phone So I feel I'm not alone And you mention Ho Chi Minn While I try to remember where I've been But the TV goes on and on and onBut the aerial's fucked So the picture is wrong And the whole of this is only a song The whole of this is only a song The cars drive by, And the flower diesand the traffic flows, and the flower grows, Night and Day, Night and Day, It’s just Night and Day. MEJOR NO HABLAR DE CIERTAS COSAS Una mujer, una mujer atrás,una mujer atrás de un vidrio empañado. Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Un tornado, un tornado, un tornado... Un tornado arrasó a mi ciudad y a mí jardín primitivo. Un tornado arrasó a tu ciudad y a tu jardín primitivo. Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Yo, yo, yo, yo... Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.No, no, no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Saltando, saltando, saltando... Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. La mujer, el vidrio, el tornado, el jardín primitivo, yo, la flor, saltando, fugitivo, no, no, no... Que no, que no, que no... BANDERITAS Y GLOBOS Estoy montado sobre este carrusel Puede parecer divertido pero te sentís en el infierno Mis pies están doloridos Aunque no toquen el suelo Pero escucha bien esto, ¡qué hermoso sonido! Chau Julie y chau Linda No van a saber de mi porque no escribo cartas Por ahí recibirán un mensaje desde un bar nocturno Por ahí recibirán un mensaje desde una estrella fugaz. Porque estoy montado sobre este carrusel parece divertido pero te sentís en el infierno Mis pies están doloridos Aunque no toquen el suelo Pero escucha bien esto, ¡qué estrella fugaz! Pienso que sos muy hermosa Pero parecés triste Sabés que no soy nada y soy tan malo Me muevo en círculos haciendo nada Excepto sonidosTELÉFONOS / WHITE TRASH Night is down in insect town I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube Tedious, tedium, flowing slow I'm crying for something I could really useWe're worker ants, or ants with wings Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late"Asking girls and women "Won't you show us the way To crumple sheets and naughtier things? " But it's sad, so sad The old people never had not quite so bad(not this way, anyway) And it’s sad, sad, sad The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV The sadness of shooting away your bloom And of old crumpled men in their workday suits And telephones ringing in empty rooms All the birds have flown from the 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 But is sad, so sad The old people never had not quite so bad. SKa ,Ska,.... People of Babylon, if you want to be wrongYou've got to be strong If not you'll go down Down, down, down You can bite the hands that feeds you Spit in the face of those who needs you But when you're old, who is gonna feed you When you're on your own? I hear my black brothers every daySaying how they've been put down in so many ways Well, what about us Rasta?Some of us been treated just the same way I look around and all I see is White trash in a Babylon White trash in a London White trash right here in Buenos Aires townSka, Ska... People of the Argentine You eat your meat everyday And you dress so fineWhat about your brothers in Africa Dying, starving All of the time? Well you can bite the hand... I look around and all I see is White trash in Birmingham White trash in Twinckenham White trash where I live in Hurlingham. UNA NOCHE EN NEW YORK CITYPapa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mamaCaras conchetas, miradas berretas y hombres encajados en Fiorucci. Oigo "dame" y "quiero" y "no te metas" "Te gustó el nuevo Bertolucci?". La rubia tarada, bronceada, aburrida, me dice "Por qué te pelaste?" Y yo "Por el asco que dá tu sociedad. Por el pelo de hoy ¿cuánto gastaste?" Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Un pseudo punkito, con el acento finito quiere hacer el chico malo. Tuerce la boca, se arregla el pelito, se toma un trago y vuelve a Belgrano. Basta! Me voy, rumbo a la puerta y después al boliche a la esquina a tomar una ginebra con gente despierta. Esta si que es Argentina! Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Una noche en New York City... DIVIDIDOS POR LA FELICIDAD I'm always breaking glasses In other people rooms Forever making passes at other people's tombs No matter what existed A few short years ago The happy days were busted and that's the way things go What a good time what a lovely time What a good time What a lonely time.Agosto...Agosto... Perra!!! And if I had some trousers I'd walk right down the streetAnd if I had a mauser I'd shoot everyone I meet What a time! What a good time what a lovely time What a good time What a lonely time. Otto...Otto... Perra!!! Well I'm still breaking glasses In other people rooms Forever making passes at other people's tombs No matter what existed A few short years ago The happy days were bustedand that's the way things go. QUIERO DINERO quiero dinero, Hemut, Omar, es un corpiño para madrugar! 10 centavos… plata) Sergio, Omar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Helumt, Omar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Helmut, Helmut Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Sergio… Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero! Machín, sumar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Hersay, we have! Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Corrupción, Dale!Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Zero… Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero! Sergio, Omar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Helumt, Omar Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Helmut, Helmut Quiero dinero, quiero dinero Sergio… Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero!FUCK YOU You know that things are really saint About of being annoyed I look up in the morning And I doubt if she's really sloe select, select the parasite And forget me for that way I never rocked anybody And I just want to run away Yeyeyeyeyeyeyeye Yoyoyoyoyo Fuck You !!! Yeah .... You know I see you in the morning times But I wanna see you now I look up anybody I gave you that stupid card Abel Abel Abel Abel Yeyeyeyeyeyeyeye Yoyoyoyoyoyoyoy Fuck You ! Yeah, Come on it Right!!! DISCO BABY DISCO We walked down to the disco on that Saturday night. You know, you really looked good, you know, I felt all right We walked to that Disco on that saturday night. You know, I really looked good you know, I felt all right. Disco Baby Disco! When you're dying in your bed. Disco Baby Disco! When you're crying in your head. Disco Baby Disco! You don't know rock and roll. Disco Baby Disco! Is gonna satisfy your soul...Yeah! Well I don't know, but I've been told, the streets of heaven are lined with gold. I don't know but I've been told, the streets of heaven are lined with gold. I wonder if it can get much worse if the Russians get up there first? Eh? Ha, ha! Disco Baby Disco. Do it when you're down. Disco Baby Disco. Do it upside down. Disco Baby Disco. Writhing in your bed. Disco Baby Disco. You're dancing on your head. Cu-cu, cu-cu, cu-cu chu cho! Cucurucho! Disco!... BREAKING AWAY Break... break... break... break... Break... break... break... break... Break... break... break... I'm breaking away from you. Open your hands and show me what your holding. Is it an emerald, or is it a pearl? What other information are you beholding? You're such a funny girl. Where is your mother, where did she came from? Was your father a sailor or a thief? Who was your brothers, where did they came from? I'd wish you'd tell me about them at least. But you're so silent, you're so gentle. I think my brain will go.This town's your town, yeah, this room's your temple. And now you know what i have to go. That's what it takes to love you. That's what it takes to love you too.That's what it takes to hate you too. So i'll just wanna go. Break... break... break... break... Break... break... break... break... Break... break... break... I'm breaking away from you. Don't give me words whit no meanings. Don't give me problems that you can't solve. Ha! don't tell me now you're revealing. Things we spoke of long ago. I know you're ways, i know you're silence. This could go on all day. This is the way this is the violence. And now you know why i can't stay. That's what it takes to love you.That's what it takes to love you too. That's what it takes to hate you too. Break... break... break... break... Break... break... break... break... Break... break... break... I'm breaking away from you NEXT WEEK (¿Qué pasa? Nadie sabe quién empieza…) Come on little baby won't you love me next week I want to love you next week Come on lady show me next week I want to show you next week I said come on baby know me next week I wanna know you next week I said come on lady do it next week I want to do it next week y eah!! Dale nena dame nesquik quiero tu nesquik Digo: dale baby dame nesquik necesito nesquik I said come on little lady show me next week... etc... Come on sweet dream thing give me next week I want to have it next weekcome lady... etc... quiero quiero quiero I really, I wanna really, I wanna really, oh, oh, oh! WARM MIST Just drifting through this warm mist Is just like drifting out to sea.The clouds have come to earth now, Just like one day she came to me. Ooh! And now I'm far away Things did change, I went away, No more laughter no more tears. The bird sings about somewhere, Shouting out is really free. But she took away my soul and things, pointed up the way to see. Without a north, without a sail, Doomed to wander doomed to fail, On the sea that's always gray. You might remember Claudia,She drifted till she sank, so sad. She took with her, her lover. He was the only thing she had. But I don't want to go that way Oh lord! Can't i have a little say? Don't let me die surrounded by this gray. I'm still drifting through this warm mist, Just like drifting out to sea. The clouds have come to earth now, Just like one day she came to me. Ooh! And now I'm far away Can't I have a little say? without a north without a sail. Doom to wander doom to fail. Oh lord, can't I have a little say? Don't let me die surrounded by this gray.

Sumo Fiebre

DEJAME EN PAZ People call me through on the telephone wire They think I'm just available They think I'm for hire Leave me alone, leave me aloneYou think because I'm on the TV You can do you want to do with me? Well I tell you're wrong And I'll show you this Leave me alone, leave me alone No me llames por teléfono , no quiero saber Yo voy a la esquina, yo voy a beber Déjame en paz... Baby don't you know I'm feeling so lone Nobody's calling me on the telephone Leave me alone SHUT UP MARK / Callate Mark Well, hello Mark Well, it's dark, so darkIn your cell, right now Well hello Mark You have cold, so cold In your heart right now But in your brain There's a neon light Hot, white It's burning the hell Out of you boy It's making you see the light It will dive you insane, Mark It will do in your brain, Mark It will take you to drain, Mark Well, it's dark, dark, dark Well hello Mark You're thinking of trees And in a walkway Of the birds and the bees And I could pit you Hate you Or spit in your eyes I can think the same things Tell the same lies So, shut up Mark Shut up Well, well, wellI've found out That hero means nothing to me I've found out That hero is unlike meCRUA CHAN By the left, quick march, Crua chan! It was seven hundred and forty-five,the highland spirit had revived, Mac Dougall and Mac Donald there, the clans had come from everywhere, singing: Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a Englishman, fee fi fo fum, come on London, here we come. We went all the way down south, we were frothening at the mouth, coming down to Derby town, we'd beaten everyone around, singing: Fee fi fo fum We ended at Culloden moor, feeling bad and feeling poor, the redcoats had chased us there, there we died and there we stayed, singing:Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of a Scotsman, fee fi fo fum, United Kingdom here we come. We the bonnie prince has gone back home, he's never gonna come back. We'll do to you at Wembley, we'll do it to you in pubs, with the Scottish louts larking about. Here come your rats, crua chan lad. AL REPALAZO Great bats, sweet demon necks They bite my bumps, right here, how can? Great blue birds pass my eyes Show me how to die Well I know, and I see and I feel And I think, I know why Blisters swell all my skin They come right from within They are doing my soul in I've got big hopes within In the red sky I've got big loving my head I've got big love in my soul I'm doing it every nightv And I'll do it untill I'm old And I know I'm gonna be bombed And I'm laughing all the way And I know I'm gonna love you Every night or two Red skies, blue skies, dead skies Do it right, dig it, dig it James Brown, get up, get up Stay on scene like a sex machine Get up, get on up Hey baby!, what do you tell me ? What do you tell me about last night ? About the big boys ? And the big girls, and the big times And all the big lots And all the big people And all the big feet Hey, what do you know about that? Get up Stay on scene, like a loving machine FEVER Everytime I see you I feel something rising inside Everytime I think of you I think of going for a rideEverytime I love you baby I love you in my mind You give me fever In the morningFever right through my mind You give me fever Bless my soul, I love you baby With a blood I cannot hide I got no more love going for nobody, baby But Jesus got you aside I want you here with me now, baby Love you 'til I die You give me fever In the morning Fever right through the night You give me fever Love 'til I'm old,girl And I'll love you You'll always be young C'mon baby, the best songs Haven't even yet been sang Fever when you touch me Fever when you hold me thight You give me feverBaby now I miss you Like a day misses the night Fever gets me going baby Fever gets me going right You know, I really miss those days And I miss those nights even moreI've got fever through my door You give me fever. BRILLA TU LUZ SOBRE MI The grey turned into gold Just when the day was getting old "Blonde on Blonde" Dylan knewJust I was going through Shine that light on me Shine that light on me Blue skies fade away When the heat of the night hits the day King of darkness King of fearDon't try to get me You won't get near Shine that light on me Shine that light on meCome back sweetness Come back to stay You're my light inside Don't hide away Shine that light on me... AQUI VIENEN LOS BLUE JEANS You've got those old blue jeans babyGod save me You've got those blue jeans baby I mean, God save me There's no more light in the sky, oh ! There's no more sun There's no more moon There's no more sea in the sea, oh ! And you know I'll find it soon Those blue jeans got me down Those blue jeans got me down Hey !, what happened there , man ? I dont know They got me down See the look in your eyes Those jeans got me and you down Everything is good Everything is wrong Everything is understood Everything is gone Those blue jeans got the best in Those blue jeans got the best out of me NO MAS NADA Blue eyes under grey skies Crazy afternoons under grey skies No more, no more nothingSay no more, no more nothing 'cos I'm going back to the moon Baby, tell me something Would you show me something ? Would you stop howling ? Howlinf at the moon ? 'cos it's coming here soon No more laughter No more tears No more million years Stand by me (as the song goes) Stand by me (as I say) I don't know when it's time to change It comes the change right now I can feel it vibrating through the ground Baby, here by me, baby, baby Climb out off the sea You're a wet fish Wet fish come Wet fish go Wet fish come And wet fish go CUERDAS, GARGANTAS Y CABLES I use my throat And I use my head And I'll do it, do it, do it, do it Until I'm dead Just a blue, blue train Racing through my brain But's a long runaway Trying to make me insane We use throats, strings We all use cables To live our lives That's the game boysIs about fight or die We're going on up, and up, and up Rock'n roll kings It only marginally interest me It's all the same It's all the same PININI REGGAE Allright Come on! Yeah.. Skip off me while you dig up here Everybody knows you're gonna be hipPinini reggae gonna make you flip Pinini reggae gonna make you sleep Pinini reggae gonna keep you up Pinini reggae gonna keep you down Pinini reggae gonna spin you down Pinini reggae gonna bring you down Don't laugh, don't cry Pinini reggae gonna kill you by and by Don't fight, don't laugh, don't cry Pinini reggae gonna get you by and by Everybody knows you're gonna go down Everybody knows you're gonna go up Pinini reggae gonna make you throw Pinini reggae gonna make you freak upEverybody all the way up Everybody all the way down Pinini reggae gonna take you here Pinini reggae gonna bring you down Don't laugh, don't cry Pinini reggae gonna get you by and by C'mon, c'mon off Pinini reggae gonna get your soul soft Everybody know Pinini reggae gonna make it snow Pinini reggae gonna make it rain Pinini reggae gonna make you come Again and again and again and again Pinini reggae gonna bring you up Pinini reggae gonna shoot you down Don't laugh, don't cry Pinini reggae gonna kill you by and by Don't laugh, don't cry Pinini reggae gonna catch you by and by

Luca Prodan Perdedores Hermosos

BEAUTIFUL LOSERS Loose it all Don’t loose your mind The cracked paint on the ceiling Laughter when you’re feeling Really dead inside. Gary comes with Marianne Julie brought sin with his Susan They say don’t hide Muffle voice is on the T.V. In your car, you see just tea leaves Take a look inside What do you see? What do you see? See, beautiful losersLovely, lovely losers Just you and me See, beautiful losers Lovely, lovely losers just you and me. Sun shines through the window That is cold just like an ice floe Like you and me. And we spit blood while we’re laughing Leave all our lies for nothing Just like the sea. We’re moving while we’re dying Laughing while we’re crying Yeah, you and me. And David cries for Caroline And Julie she waste all her timeJust on shooting star I just lie and meditate Then I smash and curse and hate The whole damned farse. (cause we are) Beautiful losers Lovely, lovely losers Just me and you Beautiful losers Darling, darling losers My song is true. RED LIGHTS / Luces Rojas I love you Six arms or tour I hate the sound of that doorbell ring But even though I know it probably won’t mean a thing But still I check If I could slip through the sidingThey could well come back Were I could jump fourteen feet To the filthy court yard leading to the street Red lights, red lights, red lights they’ll bring me down, down, down and white cars, white cars, white cars they let me die and you, sweet blue eyesyou make me hide a little frown. I love you So here I am in a forty foot cell Well ain’t exactly heaven, but ain’t exactly living hell Well my cell companions come from Naples,Smell of body, play cards till two at night. Who was insane the place of game that holds The face, God of fright Me I’m all right inside, but upside down Red lights, red lights, red lights they’ll bring me down, down, down and white cars, white cars, white cars they let down. and you, sweet blue eyes you make me hide a little frown. What joke, what joke What a situation, what a laugh When the only thing I really miss is My little rubber ducky in her bath I’m eating, sleeping, I’m thinking Behind the bars I’m kind of safe in a cocoon Where I’ll be some where dying was. Red lights, red lights, red lights they’ll bring me down, down, down and white cars, white cars, white carsthey let down. and you, sweet blue eyes you make me hide a little frown. I love youEVERY DAY / Cada Dia Guess you better know it sometimes Eighty·one days in a year, fifty-two weeks in a month There' s no problems really they are all in your head unfortunately there' s where you live A glass of gin for here, one for there And I'll puke up in the sink everyday my mind is never quite far away enough Everyday I look out of the window and the sky is grey Everyday is real feel so wrong shouldn't stay this way everyday, everyday Every night I feel much better, I feel almost right Every night there' s no much to think of There's no much to fight about every night, everyday Such nasty things tend to come my way Another move but l' m always laughing Everyday things don't seem to come my way Everyday, everyday, etc. Every night I feel so different, I feel right there' s something in my head, There' s nothing in my bed But everyday, these days are so much longer What can I say Everyday is long, is long, is longer than the day before Every night when there' s no moon I like it better Every night I feel like writing god a letter Everyday, everyday Don't feel uptight, you'll feel alright Drink some coffee and stay up all night Drink some more stay up all day drink some more stay up the next night Don't you worry in the night I've sussed it out Raining in London / Lloviendo En Londres It’s been raining here in London It’s been raining for so long It’s been raining here in London When I got bored and I wrote this song. Well is sure something missing Well is sure something wrong It’s been raining here in London But this old world spins on People trying to keep living People laughing and dancing When they should cry. It’s been raining here in London But this old world still spins by It’s still raining here in London It’s still raining The drops are falling heavy and slow It’s still raining here in London Through one day we all get drowned. All right now What do I need, what I need is Someone to push me Side out of this grove I’m in A leather City yankee boy lost in preadean storms and winds Oh what a circle That’s inside me Dance is the situation and nothing moves When you try to make it easy for somebody But sure it can’t be you When every damn day You need something to make you feel renewed And you might know where I’ve been But you don’t know what I did No, nothing changes Well the warm colour “parazzi” of Rome The cold hearted desperate pushers Mi sunny Italy selling extra Warmth in “piazzas” The hustler is still smug And nothing changes The kiss of married bliss in the kitchen It’s this the life and advertised I really can not longer tellIf my emotions have been culturized Three girls would know And now let me go.REGGAE BLUES You know y love you Even through you are a little girl you know I really, really, really love you even through you’re just a little girl I know you couldn't love me from my money Aint’ got in the world You couldn't love me from my moneyAin’t got none in the world Cause I’ve been skipping on the piping round This so down town long I’ve been moving, grooving, singing this kind of song I’ve been skipping and flipping in the time, in the crime, In the line, in the fright in all this town too long The say I just do nothing but I'm just moving along they think I'm doing nothing but I know I’m moving along so come on baby you’re more that a puddle to me I said come on, come on, Come on, come on baby You’re more than just a puddle to me I don't need nobody else don't need no one to set me free i don't need no body else need no-one to set me free BILLY Billy was a good friend of mine We grew up together ever since we were nine We went to school, he was my best friend And I thought our friendship would never end In high school he played football And me, I didn't do anything at all He made touch-downs, while I played pool And no one could figure out which one of us was the fool Then we both went to college He studied medicine while I studied foliage He got a's and I got d's He was going for his ph.d.Then I decided to drop out Things were getting a little too hot Billy stayed there, became an intern and then a doctor Then war broke out and he had to go But not me, I was mentally unfit, or so they say, so, so When he came back, he wasn't quite the same His nerves were shot, but not me Last time I saw him, I couldn't take it anymore He wasn't the billy I knew, it was like talking to a door Billy was a friend of mine I grew up with him ever since I was nine We went together through school And now I often wonder, which one of us was the fool . NICK'S SONG Pushing away all the years that past watch all the people float by Wait for the first to turn up last watch all the runners cry You can watch me splitting at the seams don' t you worry you’ll figure in my dreams I’ll be sorry as you make me scream it' s all part of the schemeMeeting you here in this dark red room feeling your twinkling eyes While l' m still dreaming of the candle and the spoon Who' s to care if you cry When I took those trips on the district line watching the signs of the times Dying inside while try to feel fine While you read between the lines You can find me playing at the moon You can see me smashing up my room Death is on it' s way. It will never come too soon feeling the pressure that lies overhead And pushing, And pressing me down Watching the stars they wishing me dead Why this sky wears a frown Why is the earth so stony and cold Is all life really this way? I turn on the radio, the D.J. so bold but he’s got nothing to say Look this way you might see me falling through look this way you might see me dying too With my eyes glued on you All I’ve got left is to keep on shining through it's all part of the scheme Pushing away the past years Should evil ford by Wait for the first to turn out last watching the runners cry Watching the people i knew yesterday see there photos are fading Watching the people running away You can go watch me splitting at the seams don' t you worry you'll figure in my dreams I’ll be sorry as you make scream it's all part of the scheme. SOUL LOVE Stone love - she kneels before the grave A brave son - who gave his life to see the sloganThat hovers between the headstone and her eyes For they penetrate her grievingNew love - a boy and girl they talking New words - that only they can share in New words - a love so strong it tears their hearts To sleep - through the fleeting hours of morning Love is careless in its choosing - sweeping over cross a baby Love descends on those defenseless Idiot love will spark the fusion Inspirations have I none - just to touch the flaming dove All I have is my love of love - and love is not loving Soul love - the priest that tastes the word and Told of love - and how my God on high is All love - though reaching up my loneliness evolves By the blindness that surrounds him Love is careless in its choosing - sweeping over cross a baby Love descends on those defenseless Idiot love will spark the fusion Inspirations have I none - just to touch the flaming dove All I have is my love of love - and love is not living. RUNNING AWAY / Huyendo Running away from Scotland In first year of the seventies Fed up with orders and luke warm teams Run away from Italy back in seventy-three Fed up with coppers and the holy sea Died in England in seventy-eight Fed up with rain and the luke warm hate Resurrected in Argentina in eighty·one Killed all the parrots and stole the sun I drifted to Nebibia in nineteen eighty-four Kept three faithful wives and a gun by the door Had a son by the second and a girl by the first. Three got killed by south africans and two die of thirst I found a girl i could love in the north of Kashmere. She left me an old book and a big gleaming tear Bought a gun in Japan and a boat in Dayang Sailed the south china seas, split my head with a bang I met a guy I could hate on the north side of' heaven He said he had eight but I new he had seven Where’s the first train baby I need a fast plane Give me my running shoes.SOLID AIR You've been taking your time And you've been living on solid air You've been walking the line And You've been living on solid air Don't know what's going wrong inside And I can tell you that it's hard to hide when you're living on Solid air.You've been painting it blue And you've been looking through solid air You've been seeing it through And you've been looking through solid air Don't know what's going wrong in your mind, And I can tell you don't like what you find, When you're moving through Solid air. I know you, I love you And I could be your friend I could follow you, anywhere Even through solid air. You've been stoning it cold You've been living on solid air You've been finding that gold You've been living on solid air I don't know what's going on inside I can tell you that it's hard to hide When you're living on Solid air, solid air. You've been getting too deep You've been living on solid air You've been missing your sleep And you've been moving through solid air I don't know what's going on in your mind But I know you don't like what you find When you're moving through Solid air, solid air. I know you, I love you I'll be your friend I could follow you, anywhere Even through solid air. You've been walking your line You've been walking on solid air You've been taking your time But you've been walking on solid airDon't know what's going wrong inside But I can tell you that it's hard to hide When you're living on Solid air, solid air. You've been painting it blue, You've been living on solid air You've been seeing it through And you've been living on solid air I don't know what's going on in your mind But I can tell you don't like what you find When your living on Solid air, solid air. I know you, I love you And I'll be your friend I could follow you, anywhere Even through solid air.

Luca Prodan Time Fate Love

REGTEST ("Happy Valley Rock”) Play us some music, lord (you know I won't come on too strong) you can't refuse it, lord (but you might be wrong). You could call it Reggae. You could call it R&R Come on get ready, there's a big ball going to roll. You better get down brother (don't you go too far), You better get up brother (you're a shooting star). I had a dream in 1973 r dreamt a spaceship came down to deliver me It was big & white and it had come a long, long way A black-star liner? Well, you know, I could not say And it took me up brotheryou know it took me far, and then it brought me down brother like a shooting star. LAMENT It's strange the way the past seems always fine when the present wears me down. and time & time &Time lies heavy over me, as it does over you, and the distance. and what you said I know it wasn't true. Every hour, every minute. is like a hundred years, And the pain I feel is measured not in inches But in tears. So girl, so woman, friend or foe. Just hold me close and please don’t let me go. Well. my life now is O.K., in the morning, in the day. But the night is long, the night is sad. And that's when I have the dreams I know you never had I know that I was wrong. I know that I was bad. So baby, won't you come this way? I'm walking down the street, I see the people that meet each other, they kiss and talk and talk and kiss and talk. Bu! I feel so alone And the world is made of stone And everybody's freezing to the bone Even though it might be warmEven though it isn't cold. It's strange the way the past… GOING UP THE COUNTRY I'm going up the country, babe don't you wanna go I'm going up the country, babe don't you wanna go I'm going to some place where I've never been before I'm going, I'm going where the water tastes like wine Well I'm going where the water tastes like wine We can jump in the water, stay drunk all the time I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away All this fussing and fighting, man, you know I sure can't stay Now baby, pack your leaving trunk, you know we've got to leave today Just exactly where we're going I cannot say, but we might even leave the USA 'Cause there's a brand new game that I want to play No use of you running, or screaming and crying 'Cause you've got a home as long as I've got mineLlKE LONDON Writing on dirty paper with nothing new to say except that as I see it, today is just today. The past is ever present with all its senseless pain and through the nearest window it nearly looks like Rain ... Just like London The logs here in the fire don't really want to burn But as with all desire, you've got to live & learn The flames which mea n to warm me, warn me That bad things can still happen all the same. Just like London Children laughing, children crying, Children all the same. But you'll grow up and through mistakes you'll learn to play So keep your eyes peeled and watch out for the game sneak attacks And keep your nose c1ean or you’ll end up on your back. Just like London Cheat the reaper & find a wife Throw away your switchblade knife, Let your wounds heal. Let your heart feel. let it feel... Unlike London END OF AUGUST I saw blue mountain today but when I looked again it had turned to grey I read your letter today. but when I looked later on it had flown away, Hey, things change Hey, things pass And nothing was ever meant to last. I saw a lovely bird today But when I looked again, It had flown away, I looked at your photo again. and again and again. looked out the window and all I saw was grey.Found this stone on the ground Picked it up and 1 heard a strange sound (It said) No me pises, no me aplastes, yo no quiero que me tapen, Talked to my friend last nightOur words were true, everything was right. Black & white Black & white Black & whiteWe're true to ourselves Fight the good fight Black & white Black & white Black & white We’re true to ourselves Fight the good flight Black & white Black & white Black & white BRIGHTON PAST Dancing girl with you cheep fur on You know I will forget you But for now dance on. I see your face on a summer’s day But it’s only a reflectionOn a window, far away. I saw your face on a sunny day Vapor trails in heaves Tears in you eye. Dancing girl… VIRNA LISI / T.V. CALIENTE So well, so now, you’re here next to me I want you so much, that it seems strange to me. So strange that it seems wrong to me Seeing as how seeing as how, you’re only on the T.V. Ageless beauty with a sense of duty. On a film, on a T.V. right now Within sight, but out of reach Oh I wonder, oh I wonder, oh I wonder how? How to make you, how to make you How to make you see me too, Slow & easy with Virna Lisi in a bed made for two. Walk the streets we’re both so happy Because the whole things is so new. You’re Virna Lisi, slow & easy, in a lifetime made for two You’ve got blonde hair & blue, blue eyes We’re strange pair under stranger skies… Be fair, be fair. Don’t be surprised. We’re strange pair under strange skies… The image flickers, is there something wrong This ain’t nothing, it’s only a song So don’t you worry, don’t you hurry, just you tarry… With me, coz I’m so lone… and you ... in a dress, in a dressing gown. Going up or going down With a smile up here & one down there. Let me hold your hand. kiss your neck. get lost in your hair I’m lost in your hair babe. ¡Lisi! ¡Virna Lisi! iLisi! Oh Virna Lisi…You've got blonde hair & blue, blue eyes, We're a strange pair under stranger skies Be fair. Be fair, Don't be surprised We’re a strange pair under stranger skies… The sky is falling, the sky is falling, Somebody catch it please. Slow & easy with Virna Lisi, in a bed made for two, I ain’t got time to catch the sky, I ain’t got time for her & you.STRANGE THINGS Strange things happening round the corner But their aim is unclear.And I know that I felt much warmer, But that was last year. And I remember visions of Joanna in the heat of summer Rome. And then there was that girl from PinnerWho turned a mouse into a Gnome. But there's a year of thunder, a year of ice; Years of blunders and years of vice. Then there was that g1rt from Vauxhall For a year and a half; With the help of my priapic muscle We had a damn good laugh. And now I find it’s not the same in here, Why am I lying on the floor? You know somebody went insane in here, And now they're knocking on my door. (I'm feeling alright Down here in the south of the world. I’m feeling alright. feeling fine. Feeling everything going the right way now. I’m crazy ... I’ve got somebody else...) THE LITTLE DEATH / La Pequeña Muerte Well the need that you feel. on a reel to reel. It’s a laugh. It’s a cry. for some the reason why. But is the tape rolling? Is the company controlling? When solo in your room you really cry. So, let’s get down to brass tacks. You’re never safe from sneak attacks on your intelligence, vanity and soul. Cause when some fucker in a mood Hears the songs. writes something rude you find a spade and dig yourself a hole. Or a hole in your arm, Lots of pleasure, lots more harm. Plus: ego, madness, sadness, lots of love. Well the things that you see, exposed on your L.P. For you are the same on either side (A&B) But some cunt's interpretation Can destroy your reputation Leave you alone, with nowhere to hide. So I am just like me Lonely, sad and free To choose my little deaths from day to day And I often think of you And I hope you'll make it too But the smallest death of all is on its way. MOUNT ETNA ERUPTS It was all so different before No barricades in front of the door, Every single day's the same Watch "not the 9 o’cock news" or just shame, shame, shame. But that night, well it felt so right That day, when I heard you say... You can get to know me if you want to Don't be a bore, don't be so shy, Everything’s fine, don't you wish to? Think of Italy and look at the sky. A bee far me and a bird for you, babe Look at mount Etna, burning the sky. Earthquakes, whirlwinds, lightning, thunder DIVIDED BY JOY I'm always breaking glasses In other people rooms Forever making passes at other people's tombs No matter what existed A few short years ago The happy days were busted and that's the way things go What a good time what a lovely time What a good time What a lonely time. Agosto...Agosto... Perra!!! And if I had some trousersI'd walk right down the street And if I had a mauser I'd shoot everyone I meet What a time! What a good time what a lovely time What a good time What a lonely time.Otto...Otto... Perra!!! Well I'm still breaking glasses In other people rooms Forever making passes at other people's tombs No matter what existed A few short years agoThe happy days were busted and that's the way things go TIME, FATE, LOVE A girl called Time took a long, long trip & never came back; A boy called Fate made up his mind and went on and on 'till it was too late. But a girl called love, that flew to me from the air around; she filtered in, into my skin, she didn't make a sound. And every time I breathe I hear her sound And every time I look or see I feel her presence drawing near ... The year was young and many songs were yet there to be sung But I was sad, and lost the opportunities that I never had But a girl fell near, near my ear and I saw her smile She changed my life, became my wife, before t ran a mile.

Letras De Canciones Reinterpretadas Por Sumo y Luca Prodan

MIRROR MAN (CAPTAIN BEEFHEART) Mirror man mirror me Mirror than mirror me Mirror man mirror than Mirror land farther thanMirror day mirror way Mirror man mirror wayMirror man mirror me Mirror man mirror meMirror me… Mirror dawn dawnin' on me Crack o dawn mirror dawn Mirror man mirror goneMirror fall down mirror gone down Mirror girl mirror boy Mirror frog mirror man Mirror worm mirror worm Mirror bird mirror germ germ..Little girl little girl Little girl little girl Mirror man mirror me Mirror man mirror me Mirror man mirror me Mirror man further than Mirror day mirror way Mirror man mirror me Mirror dawn dawnin’ on me Dawnin' on me dawnin' on me Dawnin' on me dawnin' dawnin' drum dromb.. Lead me to your mirror now Lead me to your mirror then Lead me to your mirror now Lead me to your mirror then Mirror man mirror man Mirror man mirror man Mirror you mirror me Mirror you you're ya go ga… Mirror man uh huh CAMBALACHE (ENRIQUE SANTOS DISCÉPOLO) Que el mundo fue y será una porquería ya lo sé... (¡En el quinientos diez y en el dos mil también!). Que siempre ha habido chorros, maquiavelos y estafaos, contentos y amargaos, valores y doblés... Pero que el siglo veinte es un despliegue de maldad insolente, ya no hay quien lo niegue. Vivimos revolcados en un merengue y en el mismo lodo todos manoseados. ¡Hoy resulta que es lo mismo ser derecho que traidor! ¡Ignorante, sabio, chorro, pretencioso estafador!¡Todo es igual! ¡Nada es mejor! ¡Lo mismo un burro que un gran profesor! No aplazao’ ni escalafón, los inmorales nos han igualao’. Si uno vive en la impostura y otro afana en su ambición, ¡da lo mismo que sea cura, colchonero, rey de basto, caradura o polizón! ¡Qué falta de respeto, qué atropello a la razón! ¡Cualquiera es un señor! ¡Cualquiera es un ladrón! Si junto a Bonafini va Scarface y Napoleón Maradona y "La Mignón"; Carnera y San Martín pero en la vidriera irrespetuosa de los cambalaches se ha mezclao’ la vida y herida por un sable sin remache ves llorar la Biblia junto a un calefón. ¡Siglo veinte, cambalache problemático y febril! El que no llora no mama, el que no afana es un gil! ¡Dale nomás! ¡Dale que va! ¡Que allá en el horno se vamo’ a encontrar! ¡No pienses más, sentate a un lao’, que a nadie importa si naciste honrao’!Es lo mismo el que labura noche y día como un buey, que el que vive de las minas, que el que mata o el que cura o está fuera de la ley... que el que vive de las minas, que el que mata o el que cura o está fuera de la ley... STAND BY ME (BEN E. KING ADAPTATION LUCA PRODAN) When the night is cold there’s no moon is the sky And the stars, the only light I see I won´t cry, i won´t cry, I won´t shed a tear Just as long as you stand by me. Oh darling won’t you stand by me, stand by me Stand by me, stand by me. Oh baby won’t you stand by me, stand by me Stand by me, stand by me. Just when you’re feeling down There’s no one there around And the mountains, they crumble into the sea Well you won´t cry, you won´t cry you won´t shed a tear Just as long as you stand by me. Oh baby won’t you stand by me, stand by me Stand by me, stand by me. Oh darling won’t you stand by me, stand by meStand by me, stand by me. FIVE YEARS (DAVID BOWIE) Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies I saw boys, toys electric irons and t.v.s My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare I had to cram so many things to store everything in there And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people I never thought Id need so many people A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children If the black hadn’t a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a cadillac A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and longSmiling and waving and looking so fine, don’t think You knew you were in this songAnd it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor And I thought of ma and I wanted to get back there Your face, your race, the way that you talk I kiss you, you’re beautiful, I want you to walk We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes Five years, what a surprise We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve gotWe’ve got five years, what a surprise Five years, stuck on my eyes We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve got We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes Five years, what a surprise We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve got We’ve got five years, what a surprise We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve got. DREAMLAND (BUNNY WAILER) There's a land that I’ve heard about So far across the sea There's a land that I’ve heard about So far across the sea We'll get our breakfast from the tree We'll get our honey from the bees We'll take a ride on the waterfalls And all the glories, we'll have them all To have you all, my dreamland Would be like heaven to me To have you all, my dreamland Would be like heaven to me Oh, what a time that will be Oh yes, we'll wait, wait, wait and see We'll count the stars up in the sky and surely we'll never die. JAMAICA FAREWELL (ERVING BURGESS) Down the bay where the nights are gay And the sun shines daily on the mountain top I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop But I'm sad to say I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town. Down the market you can hear Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear `Akey' rice, salt fish are nice And the rum is fine any time of year. Sounds of laughter everywhere And the dancing girls sway to and fro I must declare my heart is there Though I've been from Maine to Mexico. MATILDA (NORMAN SPAN) Hey! Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Once again now! Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Five hundred dollars, friends, I lost: Woman even sell me cat and horse!Heya! Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Everybody! (Matilda,) Sing out the chorus, (Matilda,) Sing a little louder, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Once again now! (Matilda,) Going 'round the corner, (Matilda,) Sing out the chorus, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Well, the money was to buy me house an' lan' Then she got a serious plan, A-hey, ah! Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Everybody! (Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Once again now! (Matilda,) Going 'round the corner, (Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Well, the money was just inside me bed, Stuck up in a pillow beneath me head. Don't you know, Matilda, she found me money and... Everybody... (Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Once again now! (Matilda,) Hooma locka chimba, (Matilda,) Bring me little water, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Women over forty? (Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Everybody! (Matilda,) Goin' round the corner, (Matilda,) Bring me little water, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Well, me friends, never to love again, All me money gone in vain! Uh, heya... Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela. Everybody! (Matilda, Matilda,) Oom, ba-locka-chimba! (Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.) Sing a little softer! (Matilda, Matilda, Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela.)EVERYBODY! (Matilda, Matilda,) Sing out the chorus! Matilda, she take me money and run Venezuela! COCONUT WOMAN (HARRY BELAFONTE - LORD BURGESS) Coconut woman is calling out And everyday you can hear her shout Coconut woman is calling out And everyday you can hear her shout Get your coconut water, four for five Man it's good for your daughter, four for five Coco got a lotta iron, four for five Make you strong like a lion, four for five A lady tell me the other day No one can take her sweet man away I ask her what was the mystery She say coconut water and rice curry You can cook it in a pot, four for five You can serve it very hot, four for five Coco got a lotta iron, four for five Make you strong like a lion, four for five Coconut woman says you'll agree coconut make very nice candy The thing that's best if you're feelin' glumIs coconut water with a little rum It could make you very tipsy, four for five Make you feel like a gypsy, four for five Coco got a lotta iron, four for five Make you strong like a lion, four for five REDEMPTION SONG (BOB MARLEY) Old pirates, yes, they rob I; Sold I to the merchant ships, Minutes after they took I From the bottomless pit. But my hand was made strong By the and of the almighty. We forward in this generationTriumphantly. Wont you help to sing These songs of freedom? - cause all I ever have:Redemption songs; Redemption songs. Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;None but ourselves can free our minds. Have no fear for atomic energy, cause none of them can stop the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look? ooh! Some say its just a part of it: We’ve got to fulfil de book. Won’t you help to sing These songs of freedom? cause all I ever have: Redemption songs;Redemption songs; Redemption songs. Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;None but ourselves can free our mind. have no fear for atomic energy, cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time. How long shall they kill our prophets, While we stand aside and look? Yes, some say its just a part of it: We’ve got to fulfil de book. Wont you help to sing These songs of freedom? cause all I ever had: Redemption songs - All I ever had: Redemption songs: These songs of freedom, Songs of freedom. E PENSO A TE (LUCIO BATTISTI) Io lavoro e penso a te torno a casa e penso a te le telefono e intanto penso a te Come stai e penso a te dove andiamo e penso a te le sorrido abbasso gli occhi e penso a te Non so con chi adesso sei non so che cosa fai ma so di certo a cosa stai pensando E' troppo grande la città per due che come noi non sperano però si stan cercando... cercando... Scusa è tardi e penso a te ti accompagno e penso a te non son stato divertente e penso a te Sono al buio e penso a te chiudo gli occhi e penso a te io non dormo e penso a te. ROCKY RACOON (PAUL MCCARTNEY)Now somewhere in the black mountain hills of Dakota There lived a young boy named rocky raccoon And one day his woman ran off with another guy Hit young rocky in the eye, rocky didn’t like that He said I’m gonna get that boy So one day he walked into town Booked himself a room in the local saloon Rocky raccoon checked into his room Only to find gideons bible Rocky had come equipped with a gun To shoot off the legs of his rival His rival it seems had broken his dreams By stealing the girl of his fancy Her name was magil and she called herself lil But everyone knew her as nancyNow she and her man who called himself dan Were in the next room at the hoe downRocky burst in and grinning a grin He said danny boy this is a showdown But daniel was hot - he drew first and shot And rocky collapsed in the corner Now the doctor came in stinking of gin And proceeded to lie on the table He said rocky you met your match And rocky said, doc its only a scratch And Ill be better, Ill be better doc as soon as I am able Now rocky raccoon he fell back in his room Only to find gideons bible Gideon checked out and he left it no doubt To help with good rockys revival.DAY TRIPPER (JOHN LENNON – PAUL MCCARTNEY) Got a good reason for taking the easy way out Got a good reason for taking the easy way out now She was a day tripper, one way ticket yeah It took me so long to find out, and I found out She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there now She was a day tripper, one way ticket yeah It took me so long to find out, and I found out Tried to please her, she only played one night stands Tried to please her, she only played one night stands now She was a day tripper, Sunday driver yeah It took me so long to find out, and I found out Day tripper Day tripper yeah Day tripper Day tripper yeah... ON THE ROAD AGAIN (FLOYD JONES ADAPTATION ALAN WILSON) Well, I'm so tired of crying, But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again. Well, I'm so tired of crying, But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again. I ain't got no woman Just to call my special friend. You know the first time I travelled hard Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow, You know the first time I travelled hard Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow, I didn't have no payroll, Not even no place to go. And my dear mother left me When I was quite young - When I was quite young. And my dear mother left me When I was quite young - When I was quite young. She said "Lord, have mercy On my wicked son."Take a hint from me, mama, Please don't you cry no more Don't you cry no more. Take a hint from me, mama, Please don't you cry no more Don't you cry no more. 'Cause it's soon one morning Down the road I'm going. But I ain’t going down That long old lonesome road All by myself. But I ain’t going down That long old lonesome road All by myself. I can't carry you, Baby, Gonna carry somebody else. NO WOMAN NO CRY (BOB MARLEY) Well I remember when we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown Observing the hypocrites Mingle with the good people we meet Good friends we have Oh, good friends we have lost Along the way In this great future,You can't forget your past So dry your tears, I seh No woman no cry No woman no cry Little darling, don't shed no tears No woman no cry Said I remember when we use to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown And then Georgie would make the fire lights I seh, log would burnin' through the nights Then we would cook cornmeal porridge Of which I'll share with you My feet is my only carriage And so I've got to push on through, Oh, while I'm gone Everything 's gonna be alright Everything 's gonna be alright No woman no cry No woman no cry I say little darlin' Don't shed no tears No woman no cry

ROMA FORESTIERA (ARMANDO LIBIANCHI & LUIGI GRANOZIO) Nannare’ Perché, perché te sei innamorata de’ sta musica americana? ma perché te sei scordata che sei romanae li stornelli nun canti più? For de porta in carrozzella a ballà la tarantella Nannarella nun ce vai più; e li fiori a la loggetta rose, mammole e spighetta Nannarella nun ce sò più. C’era ‘na vorta tutto quer che c’era.. povera Roma nostra forestiera! Nannarè!perché, perché te sei innamorata de ‘sta musica americana? Ma perché te sei scordata che sei romana e li stornelli nun canti più. For de porta in carozzella a ballà la tarantellaNannarella nun ce vai più; e li fiori a la loggetta rose, mammole e spighetta Nannarella nun ce sò più. C’era ‘na vorta tutto quer che c’era.. povera Roma nostra forestiera!

GOING UP THE COUNTRY (ALAN WILSON) I'm going up the country, babe don't you wanna go I'm going up the country, babe don't you wanna go I'm going to some place where I've never been before I'm going, I'm going where the water tastes like wine Well I'm going where the water tastes like wine We can jump in the water, stay drunk all the time I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away All this fussing and fighting, man, you know I sure can't stay Now baby, pack your leaving trunk, you know we've got to leave today Just exactly where we're going I cannot say, but we might even leave the USA 'Cause there's a brand new game that I want to play No use of you running, or screaming and crying 'Cause you've got a home as long as I've got mine.

BILLY (LOU REED) Billy was a good friend of mine We grew up together ever since we were nine We went to school, he was my best friend And I thought our friendship would never end In high school he played football And me, I didn't do anything at allHe made touch-downs, while I played pool And no one could figure out which one of us was the fool Then we both went to college He studied medicine while I studied foliage He got a's and I got d's He was going for his ph.d. Then I decided to drop outThings were getting a little too hot Billy stayed there, became an intern and then a doctor Then war broke out and he had to go But not me, I was mentally unfit, or so they say, so, so When he came back, he wasn't quite the same His nerves were shot, but not me Last time I saw him, I couldn't take it anymore He wasn't the billy I knew, it was like talking to a door Billy was a friend of mine I grew up with him ever since I was nine We went together through school And now I often wonder, which one of us was the fool .

SOUL LOVE (DAVID BOWIE) Stone love - she kneels before the grave A brave son - who gave his life to see the slogan That hovers between the headstone and her eyesFor they penetrate her grieving New love - a boy and girl they talking New words - that only they can share in New words - a love so strong it tears their hearts To sleep - through the fleeting hours of morning Love is careless in its choosing - sweeping over cross a baby Love descends on those defenseless Idiot love will spark the fusionInspirations have I none - just to touch the flaming dove All I have is my love of love - and love is not loving Soul love - the priest that tastes the word and Told of love - and how my God on high is All love - though reaching up my loneliness evolves By the blindness that surrounds him Love is careless in its choosing - sweeping over cross a baby Love descends on those defenseless Idiot love will spark the fusion Inspirations have I none - just to touch the flaming dove All I have is my love of love - and love is not living.

SOLID AIR (JOHN MARTYN) You've been taking your time And you've been living on solid air You've been walking the line And You've been living on solid air Don't know what's going wrong inside And I can tell you that it's hard to hide when you're living on Solid air. You've been painting it blue And you've been looking through solid airYou've been seeing it through And you've been looking through solid air Don't know what's going wrong in your mind, And I can tell you don't like what you find, When you're moving through Solid air. I know you, I love you And I could be your friend I could follow you, anywhere Even through solid air. You've been stoning it cold You've been living on solid air You've been finding that gold You've been living on solid air I don't know what's going on inside I can tell you that it's hard to hide When you're living on Solid air, solid air. You've been getting too deep You've been living on solid air You've been missing your sleep And you've been moving through solid air I don't know what's going on in your mind But I know you don't like what you find When you're moving through Solid air, solid air. I know you, I love you I'll be your friend I could follow you, anywhere Even through solid air. You've been walking your lineYou've been walking on solid air You've been taking your time But you've been walking on solid air Don't know what's going wrong inside But I can tell you that it's hard to hide When you're living on Solid air, solid air. You've been painting it blue,You've been living on solid air You've been seeing it through And you've been living on solid air I don't know what's going on in your mind But I can tell you don't like what you find When your living on Solid air, solid air. I know you, I love you And I'll be your friend I could follow you, anywhere Even through solid air.

La pequeña muerte

Sumo VH1 Behind The Music Online Sin Descargar

2011-09-17T11:45:00.000-07:00

MUCHISIMAS GRACIAS AL USUARIO juancruzgiordanino de YouTube,por subir este increible "Documental" sobre la vida de Luca Prodan y Sumo.

Link Del Video: Mirar Desde YouTube

O Descargar Por MediaFire ( Subido Por Racing271201 ) :
Parte 1: Descargar
Parte 2: Descargar
Parte 3: Descargar

Hurlingham Reggae Band (Pre Sumo) y Luca Prodan

2011-08-17T14:23:00.000-07:00

Hurlingham Reggae Band (Pre Sumo) Y Luca Prodan

Hurlingham Reggae Band Waiting For 1989 / No Tan Distintos

Letra Original,Posiblemente La De Hurling
ham Reggae Band Este Cambiada Algunas Palabras:
People moving every day you know they move so slow do they know why they are going? do they know why they go? look into the book of rules and tell me what you see are you all that different are you just the same as me? Waiting for 1989 we don't want no more war... Love is slipping away it slips away so fast I always thought that it would last and it would last look into your book of rules and tell me what you see am I all that different? Are you just the same as me waiting for 1989 we don't want no more war... Waiting for 1989… and shut that door.

Hurlingham Reggae Band Love Your Life / Ama Tu Vida

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Hurlingham Reggae Band Move On

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Hurlingham Reggae Band Kaya

Kaya, oh,oh Kaya Let me tell you about something
Bigger than a big bamboo And me and you
And the fat guru Let me tell you about something
Bigger than a big bamboo And me and you
And the fat guru I tell you It's Kaya, oh,oh Kaya
Kaya, oh,oh Kaya Don't you know one day
I used to be so mad I'd treat my woman so bad
And then I get so sad And then I take a little Kaya
Oh,oh Kaya...

Hurlingham Reggae Band Oh Yeah Yeah Yeah Oh No No No

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Hurlingham Reggae Band Mejor No Hablar De Ciertas Cosas

Dejo La Letra Oficial,Pero Puede Estar Cambiada:
Una mujer, una mujer atrás, una mujer atrás de un vidrio empañado. Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Un tornado, un tornado, un tornado... Un tornado arrasó a mi ciudad y a mí jardín primitivo. Un tornado arrasó a tu ciudad y a tu jardín primitivo. Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Yo, yo, yo, yo... Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.No, no, no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. Saltando, saltando, saltando... Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas. La mujer, el vidrio, el tornado, el jardín primitivo, yo, la flor, saltando, fugitivo, no, no, no... Que no, que no, que no...

Hurlingham Reggae Band Work

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Hurlingham Reggae Band don't

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Hurlingham Reggae Band Reggest

Dejo La Letra Oficial,Puede Estar Cambiada:
Some call it happy valley rock Play I some music I hope I don't come on too strong You can't refuse it But you know you might be wrong You could call it reggae You couldn't call i t rock and roll Come on, get ready'cos there's a big ball going to roll You'd better get up brother, up brother, Up brother yeah! Don't you go too far! 'cos then you'll come down brother, Down brother, down brother, down yeah! Like a shooting star. I had a dream oh yeah, in 1973 I dream a spaceship, come down to deliver me Well it was big and white And it had come a long long way A black star liner? You know, I could not say But it took me up brother, up brother up brother, up brother, yeah You know, it took me far! Then it brought me down brother, down brother Down brother, down brother, down yeah! Like a shooting star.

Hurlingham Reggae Band Calipso Regga

Donde Esta Mi Tumba Mi Tumba!

Hurlingham Reggae Band Moving

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Hurlingham Reggae Band Like A Mad Man

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Hurlingham Reggae Band Across The Sea

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Sumo Y Luca Prodan Fotos Ineditas EXELENTES

2011-08-14T06:25:00.000-07:00

Todas Subidas Por Mi

Parte 2 CLICK ACA

Rarezas & Ineditos Sumo Luca Prodan PARTE 2

2011-08-12T03:40:00.000-07:00

Rarezas & Ineditos Sumo Luca Prodan PARTE 2

Luca Prodan Winter En Las Sierras

Letra Traducida Por Mi
Wrap up ties,what a waste of night
Waiting for the sun...
When you think of her,in special way
What's new tune to her?
She's over there,your over here
Diying for the sun...

Sumo Disco Disco

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Luca Prodan Strange Things Happening Round The Corner Primera Version

Strange things happening round the corner But their aim is unclear.And I know that I felt much warmer, But that was last year. And I remember visions of Joanna in the heat of summer Rome. And then there was that girl from PinnerWho turned a mouse into a Gnome. But there's a year of thunder, a year of ice; Years of blunders and years of vice. Then there was that g1rt from Vauxhall For a year and a half; With the help of my priapic muscle We had a damn good laugh. And now I find it’s not the same in here, Why am I lying on the floor? You know somebody went insane in here, And now they're knocking on my door. (I'm feeling alright Down here in the south of the world. I’m feeling alright. feeling fine. Feeling everything going the right way now. I’m crazy ... I’ve got somebody else...)
Dejo La Letra Original,pero Luca dice algunas palabras cambiadas mas algunas palabras que dice...

Sumo Africa Free:

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Sumo Day Tripper

La Cancion Es De Los Beatles,dejo la letra ORIGINAL,obiamente luca cambiaba las letras a su humor.
Got a good reason, for taking the easy way out,Got a good reason, for taking the easy way out, now
She was a day..... tripper, one way ticket, yeah!,It took me so..... long to find out, and I found out
She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there,She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there, now,She was a day.... tripper, one way ticket, yeah!,It took me so.... long to find out, and I found out
Tried to please her, she only played one night stands,Tried to please her, she only played one night stands, now She was a day.... tripper, Sunday driver, yeah!,It took me so.... long to find out, and I found out
Day tripper
Day tripper, yeah!
Day tripper
Day tripper, yeah!

Sumo Don't Luca Back Se LLama La Cancion...

Sin Letra

Sumo Stand By Me Version Ultra Rare Trax

When the night has come,There's no moon in the sky,And the stars is the only light i seeI wont cryI wont cryI wont shed a tear,Just as long, as you stand by me,Oh darling won't you, stand by me,Stand by me,Stand by me, stand by me,Oh when you fell so down.Feel like you fall,You know, nothing will get me up ever never never never,One more time at all,And you know, i wont cryI won't shed a tear, just as long, as you stand by me,Oh darling won't you, stand by me,Stand by me,Stand by me, stand by me,Oh darling won't you, stand by me,Stand by me,Stand by me, stand by me

Sumo On The Road Again

Esta Es La Letra Pero Como Siempre Luca Cambia Algunas Palabras:
Well, I'm so tired of crying, But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again. Well, I'm so tired of crying, But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again. I ain't got no woman Just to call my special friend. You know the first time I travelled hard Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow, You know the first time I travelled hard Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow, I didn't have no payroll, Not even no place to go. And my dear mother left me When I was quite young - When I was quite young. And my dear mother left me When I was quite young - When I was quite young. She said "Lord, have mercy On my wicked son."Take a hint from me, mama, Please don't you cry no more Don't you cry no more. Take a hint from me, mama, Please don't you cry no more Don't you cry no more. 'Cause it's soon one morning Down the road I'm going. But I ain’t going down That long old lonesome road All by myself. But I ain’t going down That long old lonesome road All by myself. I can't carry you, Baby, Gonna carry somebody else.

Sumo Second Try Worse

Letra Desconocida

Sumo La Rubia Tarada Version Ultra Rare Trax

...Caras conchetas, miradas berretas y hombres encajados en Fiorucci. Oigo "dame" y "quiero" y "no te metas" "Te gustó el nuevo Bertolucci?". La rubia tarada, bronceada, aburrida, me dice "Por qué te pelaste?" Y yo "Por el asco que dá tu sociedad. Por el pelo de hoy ¿cuánto gastaste?" Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Un pseudo punkito, con el acento finito quiere hacer el chico malo. Tuerce la boca, se arregla el pelito, se toma un trago y vuelve a Belgrano. Basta! Me voy, rumbo a la puerta y después al boliche a la esquina a tomar una ginebra con gente despierta. Esta si que es Argentina! Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama Una noche en New York City...

Sumo Estoy Empezando A Ver La Luz / I'm beginning To See the Light

I'm beginning To See the Light,I'm beginning To See the Light,I'm not an elefant,but i can feel the loveI'm beginning To See the Light,I'm beginning To See the Light,I'm not an elefant,but i can feel the loveI'm beginning,whats up? hahaha viva Rock And Roll Gracias Nosotros Tambien queremos a ese tipo de musica...

Sumo Five Years (David Bowie)

Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies I saw boys, toys electric irons and t.v.s My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare I had to cram so many things to store everything in there And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people I never thought Id need so many people A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children If the black hadn’t a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a cadillac A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and longSmiling and waving and looking so fine, don’t think You knew you were in this songAnd it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor And I thought of ma and I wanted to get back there Your face, your race, the way that you talk I kiss you, you’re beautiful, I want you to walk We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes Five years, what a surprise We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve gotWe’ve got five years, what a surprise Five years, stuck on my eyes We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve got We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes Five years, what a surprise We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve got We’ve got five years, what a surprise We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve got.

Muchacha Napolitana

Nannarè!,perché, perché te sei innammorata
de stà musica americana?,ma perché te sei scordata che sei romana
e li stornelli nun canti più?,for de porta in carozzella
a ballà la tarantella,Nannarella nun venghi più,e li fiori a la loggetta cò le spighe e la rughetta
Nannarella nun ce sò più,c'era 'na vorta tutto quer che c'era...
povera Roma nostra forestiera!
Nannarè! perché, perché te sei innammorata
de stà musica americana?,ma perché te sei scordata che sei romana
e li stornelli nun canti più?,for de porta in carozzella
a ballà la tarantella,Nannarella nun venghi più,e li fiori a la loggetta cò le spighe e la rughetta
Nannarella nun ce sò più,c'era 'na vorta tutto quer che c'era...povera Roma nostra forestiera!
Saxófono!!

Mejor No Hablar De Ciertas Cosas Primera Version (Improvisada)

No Hace Falta La Letra

Sumo Y Luca Prodan Fotos Ineditas Parte 2

2011-08-07T04:29:00.000-07:00

Sumo Y Luca Prodan Fotos Ineditas

PARTE 1 CLICK ACA

Frases Y Dichos De Luca Prodan

2011-08-03T06:34:00.000-07:00

" Para la ley italiana yo soy un enfermo mental. Cuando me quisieron meter en la colimba dije NO. Por eso estuve preso dos veces en la carcel militar hasta que me agarró un médico y me dió el artículo 28b que quiere decir que sos un enfermo mental. El 28a era puto y el 28c, drogadicto. A mi me pusieron el b y me avisaron que a partir de ese momento no iba a poder votar más ni laburar en empleo público. Me cagué de risa.... Qué éxito!!! "

" Yo viví siete años en Londres y tuve que dejar todo y venirme porque la heroína me estaba matando.

La heroína es la mamá eterna, es como el útero que te protege.
Con ella no se jode, por algo es la segunda droga en importancia,
la primera es el PODER "

"Ya no hay mas monos, no existen.
Si nos estamos extinguiendo nosotros y nuestro planeta, de los monos ni hablar.
Pero, si es que llagan, llagan con todo, y yo los voy a ayudar."

" Yo también soy un payaso, pero no me pinto ni hago todas esas cosas.
Basta de aquel payaso que llora! Qué rompebolas! Esos payasos me aburren..."

" Casi la totalidad de los músicos de rock argentino son unos pajeros.
Yo no los invitaría a comer a mi casa. Bah! ..., a Pipo Cipolatti sí, porque es divertido... "

"El rock no va a cambiar nada.
A mi me cambió, pero soy uno de los pocos.
Por ahí te cambia la manera de pensar un año, pero después volves al banco.
Yo no, yo probé los ácidos, YES, Genesis, The Beatles y también películas como El Graduado o
Busco Mi Destino.
Yo, por ejemplo, no cobré mi guita en SADAIC y tengo como 60.000 australes... y hoy tengo 130 australes porque ayer toqué.
Ayer; antes de tocar; tenía tres australes... esa era toda mi guita en el mundo.
Yo no quiero guita.
Yo quiero a mis amigos y a la gente."

"Yo cuando llegué era un desconocido, casi no hablaba español, pelado... El primer show en Estudiantes; me llevaron a recorrer todo, me trataban como si fuera... no sé, un mago. Y yo era un pobre hijo de puta que había venido acá para dejar de tomar heroína.
Les vomité el piso; no por ellos, lo que paso es que me sentía mal.
Me acuerdo que se me rompieron los pantalones.
¿Qué Fuckin` rock star argentino hace un show con los pantalones rotos que se le ve el culo? Y yo no lo hacia para demostrar nada ; se me rompieron loco.
El Anillo del Capitán Beto significa eso? ¿entendés? El rock es el rock, man. Eso del `disco es cultura... ` ¿todavía lo ponen?"

"La filosofía punk está relacionada con muchas otras.
Hubo otras cosas como los bárbaros.
El barbarismo que era una escuela de arte y de vida, que surgió en Holanda y Francia en el `58. Toda una forma de nihilismo a la que no le importa nada.
Lo que pasa es que los primeros punks eran los modelos en las revistas, que se vestian tipo punk, entonces bajó de arriba, no subió de abajo.
Aparte hay unos pocos que yo me encontré que se sienten realmente punks, Uno de los conjuntos mas.
A nosotros individualmente y como conjunto no nos gustan mucho los punks de acá, son como caretas y se quieren hacer los punks, rompen sillas, y todo, solamente para hacer lío.
No se, medio de nene, y yo no soy un nene"

"Yo soy un guerrero.
En cada tribu hubo un hechicero, un sabio..., un puto, las mujeres que cuidaban a los niños y hacían la comida, también los guerreros y los cazadores. A veces los guerreros y los cazadores hacían las dos cosas a la vez... Y yo, yo me considero eso, como un guerrero y un cazador."

"Esa época de tomar alucinógenos ya la pase. Yo fumo y tomo, que es mi necesidad.
No soy borracho, soy alcohólico.
Acá al lado hay dos bares y vienen empleados estatales.
Todos los borrachines paran en el segundo bar.
Cuando llegue acá todo el mundo me miraba mal.
Después salí en Clarín creo y entonces un ida unos tipos que yo siempre veía me llaman y me dicen `veni, sentate` y yo les dije: `La primera cosa que quiero decir es que... vos sos alcohólico (señalando a cada uno) y vos sos alcohólico y vos sos... y yo también soy alcohólico`.
" "yo me di cuenta de que era alcohólico cuando me levantaba a la mañana y necesitaba un vaso de vino,,, Ahí sos un drogadicto... pero el alcohol es pesado, yo no sabía que era así... si sos alcohólico, no borracho, vas viendo cosas que nunca habías visto antes, como en la gente, en las situaciones. Todos los grandes filósofos fueron alcohólicos.
Yo no le hago la apología al alcoholismo, porque es horrible.
Yo voy a dejar de tomar.
Dentro de poco a retirar algo de mi guita de SADAIC y me voy a meter en un lugar... que se yo... en Formosa.
Internarme en un lugar en Formosa... la provincia desconocida... No conozco una sola persona que me haya dicho `fui a Formosa`.
Yo amo a Formosa. Nunca fui y quiero ir."

"Piensan que soy un loco desenfrenado. Y de alguna manera soy así, pero no `aquel loco` que creen.
Las que me conocen saben que soy muy tranquilo.
Estoy menos loco que mucha gente que conozco... además, a los 34 años no se puede ser muy loco.
A los 17, si, yo hacía unos quilombos de la puta madre.
Ahora no... Aquello de bajar por las escaleras mecánicas, que me gusta y es un buen pasatiempo para esperar el subte. Pero por eso estoy sentado medio raro ahora, porque me molesta la herida.
Igual yo estoy lleno de heridas... y no tengo dolor; no lo siento mucho.
Esto fue una moto, esto un perro que me mordió, acá me golpeé con una pared chiquita.
Pero no me duele.
A la mayoría de la gente le duele cualquier moretoncito.
Yo después de cada show estoy todo golpeado porque me tiro por todos lados, me peleo con el guitarrista, o me pego en la frente, o en el pecho para enfatizar las letras.
Hay gente que se asusta por el dolor; pero yo no, en el momento no lo siento.
Tiene que ver con las endorfinas, que es como la morfina que hace el cuerpo.
Si vas y tomas heroína, el cuerpo no hace mas endorfina.
Por eso, cuando dejas, te duele todo, por que el cuerpo aún no hizo la cantidad normal de endorfina.
En mi caso, creo que hizo da mas y las cosas no me duelen tanto."

"Yo hice la primera comunión, todo el catequismo, pero después... tuve que ir a la confesión y entonces,,, yo no tenia nada para confesar, no se... y tuve que pensar... o sea, me habían dicho como eran los pecados... pecados veniales, de esos, pensamientos impuros...
pero yo tenia once años, que se yo... No tenia pecados... y dije: `Una vez, que robe dos soldaditos a un amigo mío.
` Esa fue mi primera confesión... Y el cura que me mira serio y me pregunta: `¿Y que mas?` y yo: `No se padre`. Y esa fue mi primera y ultima confesión, porque no fui mas. Mis padres me mandaban a la iglesia y ellos no iban.
Y entonces pense, ¿cuál es? Váyanse a la mierda.
Yo tengo que ir ahí todos los domingos en vez de estar cazando lagartijas con mi honda."

" Alguien me preguntó: - Qué es SUMO? . Es una pregunta estúpida... Es como preguntar, qué es tu zapato?. Qué carajo respondés?. Entonces yo le dije: - SUMO es algo que hace tu abuela cuando no tiene nada que pensar "

Luca Prodan Entrevistas Y Comentarios

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Luca Prodan Entrevistas y Comentarios

Entrevista parte 1:

Entrevista Parte 2:

Entrevista Parte 3:

Entrevista Parte 4:

Luca Maestro De Pink Floyd:

Luca Habla Sobre Pettinato:

Luca Habla Sobre Crua Chan:

Su Vision Del Rock:

"Yo Me Voy A Morir Dentro De Poco"

Luca Prodan por Andrés Calamaro - AC30:

Perdedores Hermosos Entrevista

Sumo - Luca Prodan - Recuerdos del 20 de Diciembre de 1987

Especial Parte 1:

Especial Parte 2:

Especial Parte 3:

Especial Parte 4:

Hablamos Un poco De Luca "La Pelicula"

Tom Lupo Show - Submarino Amarillo - Luca Prodan Conoce a Axel Krygier - 1987