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Papaya
05:20
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You woke me up this morning, ‘cause I slept through my alarms
And you were right beside me, and the night sky over us
Still bleary-eyed, you drove us, to a quiet beach, in Boca
We sat shivering by the waters, as we held each other close
Eating slices of papaya, as we watched the world rise
Streamed the clouds pink and orange, washing through our eyes
We watched while people walked their dogs, and rose to take the day
Then hit the road with two-hundred-sixty miles left to make
I see every ray of sunlight on your skin
See the rivers, trees, and valleys by your side
I see your eyes, I see the light, the promise and bliss, but I can’t look anymore
No, I can’t look anymore
And I see that drive up Seventy-five, in pictures of you and I
Our next stop in St. Petersburg, hungry and drenched in sweat
Walked in tiny shiny streets, in the shadows of millionaires
Then drove to Fort de Soto, dipped our toes, chased fish in shoals
Familias con sus pequeñitos bailaron atrás de nos
See the sunlight dancing on your velvet skin
See your body framed by the waters of Mexico
I see your eyes, I see the life, the promise and bliss, but I can’t look anymore
And I see that drive up Seventy-five
In pictures of you and I
Our last stop on the west side, found ourselves cold again
I smoked a bowl, you stroked my arm, we sat back for the show
The sun said its goodbyes as it sank into the sky
Left a trail of glory, holy crimson, burned into our sights
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2. |
Timothy
00:36
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Drive
04:00
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A change of scene, a change of pace now I need
Chasing, these stories I just half believe
A chance to breathe, to find my focus and think
Cheers me, thoughts coming faster than words
I tell myself tomorrow be a brighter day
The clock turns five, now I should put this mind to rest
But when they cut the payments that keep your lights on
When they have you waiting weeks on end
My hair’s withered they slowly kill my appetite
Holding nothing but this trust in my hands
When they cut the payments, your one way day pass
When they have you waiting, weeks on end
They’ll show their colors their intimidation currency
Just enough to make me feel so small
A change of dress, feel like a piece of success
Chasing, my people down for pennies and dimes
A chance to see, bring on my own reality
Cheers me, lunch with a side of fantasy
Let’s hope this journal entry
Just for a moment calms me
I tell myself tomorrow be a brighter day
But when they cut the payments, that keep your lights on
When they have you waiting, weeks on end
My head’s pounding, boiling blood rushing through my veins
Holding nothing but this trust in my hands
When they cut the payments, your one-way day pass
When they have you waiting, weeks on end
They’ll show their colors their intimidation currency
Holding nothing but this trust in my hands
Holding nothing but this trust in my hands
Holding nothing but this trust in my hands
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Okavango
04:42
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Under a dark sky stained with streetlight
On a townhouse rooftop caked in dust
With underpriced warm deli beers in hand
Your little frame nestled in my shaking arms
This is a January stream in the Okavango plain
And when two hands meet and the eyes do just the same
This is the tickle when you whisper in my ear
This is the hill we climbed before we disappeared
Down the ladder, creak through the front door
No one but the cat to catch us here
Wonder what I’d do if I could see you one more time
We can make these night hours last, a hundred million years
This is a January stream in the Okavango plain
And when two hands meet and the eyes do just the same
This is the tickle when you whisper in my ear
This is the hill we climbed before we disappeared
Then your phone rings at the sleepy crack of dawn
Lift your little head and squint your eyes
We tiptoe to the door, I watch you swallowed by the streets
I lay back down, hold your pillow close, ’til the next time I can smell your hair
This is a January stream in the Okavango plain
And when two hands meet and the eyes do just the same
This is the tickle when you whisper in my ear
This is the hill we climbed before we disappeared
This is the silhouette of an island miles high
This is the water as it falls a thousand feet
Beneath the bridge, your head rests on my thigh
And what would I not give for a smile so sweet?
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Solange
01:00
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6. |
Sleepless
04:48
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I broke your daughter’s trust
I called out your mind games
I ran my mouth about the way you try to make us hurt
I knew better those were private conversations
Code word silence the walls we put up in this house
And no one’s gonna change your mind
You’re never gonna take off
One night you’re never gonna rest you’re never gonna let up
You never even have the time
For coffee when you wake up
Time’s up you’re racing and you’ll never stop
You could see the pain written in her eyes
Since she left home, she’s made ours whole
Don’t need no one to lean head on
Even though her neck’s stiff from working late
And no one’s gonna change your mind
You’re scraping every dime
Late nights and sleepless days to feed our greedy mouths
You never even have the time
For coffee when you wake up
Time’s up you’re racing and you’ll never stop
You could see the joy written in her smile
Since you left home, she’s been missing you
Don’t need no Christmas gifts beneath the tree
Just to see her boy coming home this year
I keep on trying to make it happen like Serena in the Wimbledon arena
But the truth is I missed out on prima ballerina
I’m my worst enemy full time frenemy
Like Raven Symone on the Today Show
Or being a ho with no cash to show
Being a ho with no cash to show
Six AM and I’ll awake my ego it’s not you it’s me boy
Can’t you see?
I watched you close when I sang this song
Watch your eyes on the verge of sleep
I watched you close when I sang this song
Watch your eyes, hope you’re still awake
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Rocio
01:03
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Estaba la pájara pinta sentada en verde limón
Con el pico meneaba la rama
Y con la cola meneaba la flor
Ay si ay no
¿Cuándo vendrá mi amor?
Ay si ay no
¿Cuándo vendrá mi amor?
Me arrodillo a los pies de mi amante
Me levanto fiel y constante
Dame una mano
Dame la otra
Dame un besito de tu linda boca
Dame una mano
Dame la otra
Dame un besito de tu linda boca
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Make Love
06:32
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Haremos el amor en la playa
Mientras el mundo se acaba
Jugar a ser dios en la playa
Y quiero que todos puedan ver
Let’s make love while the world ends
I want to make love while it all ends
Let’s make love en la playa
And I want everyone to see
Vamos hacer el amor
Haremos el amor, en vez de la guerra
Se lo pedi al presidente
Pero que se puede hacer cuando la vida de un humano vale menos que veinte
Dolares dolares, dolares dolares
Ya no sé que hacer cuando mi tierra tenga tanto que ofrecer
Perdemos todo al complacer
Y nos quedamos como una fulana
Sin lana
Mi lindo Oaxaca
Bello Michoacán
Mi hermoso Guerrero
Te dan y te dejan en zero
El güero
El gobierno
Te dicen te quiero
Te quiero
Te quiero
¡Me vale un carajo! ¡Enseñalo!
Haremos el amor en la playa
Mientras el mundo se acaba
Jugar a ser dios en la playa
Y quiero que todos puedan ver
Let’s make love while the world ends
I want to make love while it all ends
Let’s make love en la playa
And I want everyone to see
Ay amorcito, grita más quedito
Que no te oiga el güerito
And like America, it’s hysterical, its unbearable
No todos estamos muriendo y sufriendo
Porque el pasado indígena es respetado
Pero el color de piel más claro
Significa el avance social
Los ingresos más altos
Los carros
Payasos
Hoteles
Las casas robadas
Vecindarios
Millonarios
El dinero
El drogero
Quién es el obrero y quién toma crédito por la obra
¿Cuánto cobras?
Cuando un rico roba a los pobres es negocio
Pero si los pobres resisten, es violencia
Haremos el amor en la playa
Mientras el mundo se acaba
Jugar a ser dios en la playa
Y quiero que todos puedan ver
Let’s make love while the world ends
I want to make love while it all ends
Let’s make love en la playa
And I want everyone to see
Veinte y un años para regresar
A ver el robo de un pueblo
But they tell us to get in line?
Fuck em!
Rateun non shpeni guishliu, na ke gaklin dushteniun, te chishú suguon raun
Se valora la obra pero no el obrero
Se valora el arte pero no el artesano
Pero tarde o temprano
Yo te digo mi hermano
Crearemos un mundo distinto
Adios a toda esta mierda
Para eso es la pandemia
Crear comunidad
Empezar a votar
Llorar y pensar
Valorar a la gente
El pueblo decente
Este es nuestro tiempo
Este es el momento
Haremos el amor en la playa
Mientras el mundo se acaba
Jugar a ser dios en la playa
Y quiero que todos puedan ver
Let’s make love while the world ends
I want to make love while it all burns
Let’s make love en la playa
And I want everyone to see
Let’s just make love to the sea
Let’s just make love in the sea
Let’s make love to the Earth
Let’s make love to the Earth
Let’s make love to the Earth
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