Surfin Bichos gente abollada

Select language to translate this lyric

Surfin Bugs
Miscellaneous
Dent People
DENT PEOPLE
Pedro lives dark and alone in the back of the bar;
a sigh of alcu003dF3hol escapes from his blood.
Someone answers him from the wu003dE1ter u003dBFwhou003dE9n beu003dE1?
is the spirit of the drainu003dFCe.
And those memories that still hurt himu003dF1o
like a bitter sandpaper
and what a disaster.
CHORUS
People dented
Lights in the city
People dented
Lights in the city
I SRu003dEq the eyes, nena: looku003dE9 by tu003dED
he promisedu003dF3 Juanma to his girl.
Now u003dE9l doesn't stop dreaming eitheru003dF1ar
with grams of powder and shots of insulin.
Then he wakes up and he thinks about her lying there,
half dead in a bed
in the hospital.
CHORUS
This morning Paco el Loco found himself
a gun that his father had:
a bundle of sinews and bones, hold on to them
and at the end a thing that shines.
And he ran out onto the street with his mouth clenched,
br/>with a square jawu003dEDbula
and an empty mindu003dEDa
CHORUS (bis)

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS