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Johnny's got a light in his eyes and Shirley's got a light on her lips
Jakes got a monkeyshine on his head and Debra Ann's got a tiger in her hips
They can twist and turn they can move and burn
They can throw themselves against the wall
But they creep for what they need
And they explode to the call and then they move
Move
Sex beat, go
They're stupid like I told ya, very stupid like ya saw
Very stupid as the simple thought of ever thinking at all
And all their mind, all their souls all their bodies all we know
All we know all the things that should a made us whole
All the colourless security was all that someone could go and move, move
Sex beat, drop
And yes you do look cool and by the floodlights so blue
You make my tropical apartment bed, your…
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No, no puedo estar así.
Temblando hasta que vuelva a mí.
Me arrastro a donde la encontré.
Porque ella es mi problema y también mi solución.
Mi cura, mi veneno, mi trampa y mi corazón.
No, no hay nada que entender.
Me escondo pero me vuelve a ver.
Porque ella es como un rapto químico y emocional.
Son restos de algo puro envuelto en papel albal.
Ella es heroína para mí
Es como heroína para mí
Ella es heroína para mí.
Latiendo bajo mi piel.
Ardiendo bajo mi piel.
No, no hay nada que esperar.
Me calma para volver a estar
En llamas en cuanto ella no esté.
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Su look de Elvis del infierno es
Mi voz se rompió, al infierno voy
Entierra en mi tumba cuando acabes de bailar
Su alma vende ritmo, al infierno va
Canté, por Ivy
Por el amor de Ivy
Lo hice por Ivy
Tu Lavoe
Ven a mi tumba reservada para ti
Maldigo a todos por no bailar
Tengo una pistola para usarla sin parar
Matemos a todos cuando demos el compas
Canté, por Ivy
Por el amor de Ivy
Lo hice por Ivy
Tu Lavoe
Soy el cantante del periódico de ayer
Soy el cantante del periódico de ayer
Baila bien y baila ya
Lavoe te come con cuchillo y tenedor
Buscando bailes en la oscuridad
De pronto tuve un pensamiento mejor
Bailemos con Ivy
Bailemos con Ivy
Bailemos con Ivy
Hector Lavoe
Lavoe
Lavoe
Lavoe
Lavoe
Lavoe
Lavoe
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It's cloudy in the west, it looks like rain
My eyes are black holes and I'm burning away
You slaughtered your loving man, killed him in his sleep
The blood and crying of your murder simply stains the sheets
Now, you're a ghost on the highway
Your gesture is meaningless
You're lost to the living men
Trailing souls to the end
You thought winning as a woman, meant failing as a friend
It is not an art statement to drown a few passionate men
You made yourself a diamond to blind young men's eyes
You claim because they want your shine they deserve to walk the line
You're a ghost on the highway
Your gesture is meaningless
You're lost forever to the living men
Trailing souls till the end
Yes, I would give you my love so my soul would not starve
But it could never move the honest rock of what you are
You're a ghost on the highway
You're like straw and meaningless
I hate you, but I love you
I'll carry that to the end
If I ever lie with you again, I pray I do not sleep
If I ever close my eyes again, I'd realize what you are to me
You are simply a liar
An animal who bluffs and steals
Until you become a bigger creature's meal
You're a ghost on the highway
You're trash and meaningless
I hate you, but I love you
I'll carry that to the end
You're lost on the highway
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Nunca hice nada para acabar así
Aunque el me hizo mucho daño a mi
Siempre golpeaba antes de almorzar
Pero el preferia después de cenar
Jacobo está ardiendo
Eh !!!
Jacobo está ardiendo
Tras muchas palizas le llegué a odiar
Cómo nunca he odiado a nadie jamás
Tanto odio y yo no hacemos nada bueno
Entonces le quemé y estalló en fuego
Jacobo está ardiendo
Eh !!!
Jacobo está ardiendo
Yo no entiendo como pudo suceder
Pero me alegro de verle arder
No encendí cerillas lo hice con bidón
Pensé en matarle y Jacobo ardió
Jacobo está ardiendo
Eh !!!
Jacobo está ardiendo
Ví como moría el muy cabrón
haciendo aspavientos y gritando por favor
No es un caso de espontánea combustión
No es humano ya he dicho que era un cabrón
Jacobo está ardiendo
Eh !!!
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
Jacobo está ardiendo
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I ask for water, and she gave me gasoline
I ask for water, give me gasoline
I ask for water and she gave me gasoline
Lord, Lordy Lord.
Cryin', Lord, I wonder, will I ever get back home?
Cryin', Lord, I wonder, I ever get back home?
Lord, Lordy Lord.
I went to the depot, looked up on the board
I asked the conductor how long has this Eastbound train been gone?
I asked the conductor could I ride the blinds?
Son, buy your ticket, for that train ain't none of mine
Son, buy your ticket, train ain't none of mine
Lord, Lordy Lord.
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Ven a mí, a este jardín sin fin
A este jardín, ven junto a mí
En el jardín huye del dolor
Estás tu igual, estás sin paz
Al hogar, he vuelto a estar.
Tras muchas caídas, sin muchas salidas
Nunca pudiste com el calor
De mi corazón, de mi sin razón
Tu amor no pudo superar el dolor
De mi corazón, oscuro como el sol
Al hogar, he vuelto a estar
Tras muchas caídas, tras muchas salidas
Aunque no lo creas, yo nunca cambié
Aunque no lo creas, yo nunca cambié
Aunque no lo creas
Aunque no lo creas
Aunque no lo creas.
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You sent a Jack O'Lantern over to my house
To charm me from my kill
I've crosses far too much to bear
But, you said you will
Now, you look away, look away
Look away, and leave me alone
I'm calling up thunder
Hands to the open sky
Calling up thunder
To the wind and open sky
To help myself
To help myself
I'm calling up thunder
I'm calling up thunder
With the tears warm against your red dress
Embedded in my brain
I see that we were alike
But, we were not the same
Now, you look away, look away
And leave me all alone
I'm calling up thunder
Hands to the open sky
I'm calling up thunder
To the wind and the open sky
To help myself
To help myself
I'm calling up thunder
I'm calling up thunder
The ghosts,…
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Why do you keep me
Way underground?
My sight is dying
As was the sound
Why do you paint me
And cover me with jewels?
Where are we going?
What are we going to do?
You used to say, you'd take me home
But, I keep falling to the sister
Brother falls unto the sister
Keep getting pushed further and further
Away
The sins of me
They buzz and hiss in the trees
Their little skeletons
Will harm no one
Why do you always
Bring them back to me
They're kingdom come
And earth will be done
On heaven and earth and me
You used to say, you'd take me home
But, I keep falling to the sister
Brother falls unto the sister
Keep getting pushed further and further
Away
And who is that there
Always beside you
When I count us together
Together we are only two
I had a dream
And there was foxfire in your hair
I am your brother, your lover
I give you my blood
I will follow you anywhere
You used to say, but, you never know
But, I keep falling to the sister
Brother falls unto the sister
Keep getting pushed further and further
Away
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I may be
just like Bill
I'm up on the hill
and I can't get down
I cry because you don't know
I cry because you will never know
just how dark can an animal be?
how dark can an animal be?
Dark like darkness
dark like a devil out in the woods now
I saw the light
that just buzzed
I saw the light
but, my brain just buzzed
I cry because you never know
I cry because you will never know
just how black can an animal be?
how black can an animal be?
Dark like darkness
dark like a devil out in the woods now
Train
Train I ride
train I ride
ride on me
ride on me
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Me echaste de tu vida
De mi casa también
Me fui con otras, sólo para huir de ti
Te has convertido
En una mujer cruel
Y ahora me pides que sea tu perro fiel
Ya no te creo
¿Que coño haces aquí?
¿Tienes una excusa o eres sólo una hiena cruel?
Hiena cruel
Hiena cruel
Devoran toda tu piel
Te atacan con su habilidad social
Algo describe, ese impulso animal
Devoras los restos y
Aún quieres mas
Ya no las creo
Y no te creo a tí
Sospecho de lo que haces
Porque eres una hiena cruel
Hiena cruel
Haz Tu Rito
Uuuh Huuuu!
Estas en la ruina
Te lo has buscado tú
Tu pecho es de cristal, veo a través de ti
Búscate a alguien
Otro inocente mas
Sácame del juego y dame tu alma ya
Tu está maldita
Tus ojos del revés
Tus dientes tienen sangre
Porque eres una hiena cruel
Hiena cruel
Hiena cruel
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Well, John Hardy was a vicious little man
He carried two guns every day
He shot down a man on the West Virginia line
I see John Hardy gettin' away, poor boy
See John Hardy gettin' away
Well, John Hardy went up to that free stone bridge
Where there, he thought he was free
A dare the man, who called nobody his own
Said, "Johnny come and go with me", poor boy
Johnny come and go with me
John Hardy had a pretty little wife back home
The dress that she wore was blue
She come to the jail house with a loud shout
Said, "Johnny, I've been true to you", poor boy
"Johnny, I've been true to you", she said
John Hardy sent out to the East Coast
Sent for his folks to come and go his bail
But there was no bail allowed for the murderin' man
They sent John Hardy back to jail, poor boy
Sent John Hardy back to jail, back now
Who's going to shoe your pretty little feet
Who's gonna glove your hand
Who's gonna kiss your rosy red cheeks
It's gonna be that steel drivin' man, poor boy
"Be that steel drivin' man", she said
Now sittin' alone there in his cell
Now tears are rolling down his eyes
He's been the death of many, a poor man
And now, he is ready to die, poor boy
Now he is ready to die
Singin' "I've been to the east, I've been to the west"
I've seen this whole wide world around
I've been to the river and I've been baptized
Take me to my hanging in the ground, poor boy
"Take me to my hanging in the ground", she said
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I'll take you sleeping up the street
I'll take you very softly
I'll take under the parking light
I'll hold you very softly
Just like a soul your face will shine
Even though your mind's been blown
Was the type of love a much better kind
When you were on your own?
You are taken going down
Way down to blood city
You are taken going down
Through the bloody red eyes of blood city
Look above you for the sky is black
And the asphalt is blue
Throw yourself right down on your back
And look at me for what to do
I don't take what is given to me
I just take it from the land
Was the type of love a much better kind
When you were with another man?
You are taken going down
Right down to blood city
You are taken going down
Through the bloody red eyes of blood city
I'll take you sleeping up the street
I'll take you very softly
I'll take you under the parking lights
And hold you so softly
Just like a soul your face will shine
Even though your mind's been blown
Was the type of love a much better kind
When you were on your own?
You are taken going down
Right down to blood city
You are taken going down
Through the bloody red eyes of blood city!
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I've gone down the river of sadness
I've gone down the river of pain
In the dark, under the wires
I hear them call my name
I gave you the key to the highway
And the key to my motel door
And I'm tired of leaving and leaving
So, I won't come back no more
Oh, my dark-eyed friend
I'm recalling you again
Soft voices that speak nothing
Speak nothing to the end
Oh, Mother of Earth
The blind they call
But, yet stay behind the wall
Their sadness grows like weeds
Upon my thighs and knees
Oh, Mother of Earth
The wind is hot
I tried my best, but I could not
And my eyes fade from me
In this open country
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Were you ever thinking
When you met that girl uptown
And were you ever thinking
When you pulled her underground
There is no fire in your glass eye
There is no feeling when you're done
And one day you will find out
What kind of monster you've become
Were you ever thinking
When you pulled her off the bus
And dragged her down in the basement
And left her soul to rust
(chorus)
And were you really thinking
When you got wired up in L.A
Like death she sat and waited
And came to us to stay
(chorus)
And were you ever thinking
When she came home from work at night
And you kicked her into a coma
While she was still alive
(chorus)
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Jimmy no esta bien, Jimmy no carbura
Se le ha ido la cabeza con tantas pirulas
Se ha comprado un chandal y unas zapitillas
Le han visto corriendo dertas de las ardillas
Run Jimmy, Corre Jimmy
Jimmy y sus amigos dejaron las anfetas
Ahora todos juntos recorren el planeta
Run Jimmy, Corre, corre Jimmy
Jimmy no estás bien
Jimmy que ha pasado
Todos los conciertos
Que vivimos a tu lado
Muchas respuesta quedaron en el aire
Jimmy que ha pasado nos has abandonado
Come back Jimmy
Come back Jimmy
Come back Jimmy, Come back with me
Come back Jimmy
Come back with me
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What I say
you cannot hear it
so, you intrude upon my dreams
and hate my appearance,
Who gave you the right
to give out the rights?
and to intrude upon My Dreams
and sell out my eyes,
You can't take My Dreams
You can't take My Dreams
You can't take and steal from this body...
I never get a chance
in the airport
sick in bathroom with Your Dreams
and a flight to nowhere,
In Victoria, Gare du' Nord (du)
and Tompkin's Square
You're standing on My Dreams
and you don't care,
You can't take My Dreams
You can't take My Dreams
You can't take and steal from this body...
A heartbeat
tears my insides apart
and…
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Un nuevo dia en la ciudad de la nada
Donde a veces se aprende y otras se gana
Y casi siempre te mueve la inercia
Ya ves, ciudad de nadie
Ya lo ves ciudad de nadie
Arrastrándome al anochecer
No encuentro un hueco por donde escaparme
Veo sombras en la oscuridad, algo me persigue
Oh nooo, algo me persigue
¿Dónde estás?, ¿dime qué quieres de mi?
Olvídame, no te quiero aqui
Oh nooo, algo me persigue
Da igual, algo me persigue
Mi libertad, no la de los demás
Propago el odio a la diversidad
Busco esclavos a los que adoctrinar
Soy el mal, de una ciudad sin alma
Soy el promotor, de una ciudad miserable
Y en Madrid, hay paletos para aburrir
A través de la pantalla sabréis de mi
Oh siii, ciudad condenada
Oh siii, ciudad condenada
Critico el fascismo en mi postal
Pero lo ejerzo con autoridad
La voz del barrio voy a silenciar
Se terminará, ciudad consumida
Se consumará, la ciudad podrida
¿Dónde estás?, ¿dime qué quieres de mi?
Olvídame, no te quiero aqui
Oh nooo, algo me persigue
Ya lo ves, algo me persigue
Cientos de calles para recorrer
Muchos rincones para esconderse
Miles de almas, a las que escoger
Ciudad podrida
Ciudad podrida
Ciudad podrida
Ciudad podrida
Ciudad podrida
Ciudad podrida
Ciudad podrida
Ciudad podrida
Ciudad podrida
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The rain has arrived at last
For which we had waited
The hawkers have packed up their stands
Nothing to be traded
The soviets beside the quay
Run back to the freighter
The terrace of the Rex Hotel
Is closed by the waiters
We need you, oh Lucky Jim
Where have you gone, oh Lucky Jim
Your mistress has left her home
Gone back to the dances
The smoking dens are starting up
For life's own enhancing
Nobody goes to the war
Since there's none to go to
We just sit around the cafè bars
We sit waiting for you
We need you, oh Lucky Jim
Where have you gone, oh Lucky Jim
Why did you ever go up north
It is not for you
They'll strip your little weak heart clean
Then what will you do
The Australians in the Bunny Bar
Are waiting your return
Everyone wants a piece of you
A piece of you to burn
We need you, oh Lucky Jim
Where have you gone, oh Lucky Jim
We miss you here, oh Lucky Jim
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Ya no llamas la atención.
Nadie resucita el tiempo.
Mira allí, va a llover.
Todo oscuro ya es invierno.
Sácalos de su sofá.
Hay un baile en el destino.
Desnúdate, tú no te vas.
Va a empezar lo divertido.
Bajo los focos, estúpido waltz
Bajo la luz, venos reptar…
Tu cuerpo no me deja salir.
Haría falta "mucha" de golpe.
Nunca lo hicimos en el bosque,
me escondía de ti.
El viento ha cambiado, se lleva el fuego.
Aún siento tu respiración.
En las sombras no hay amigos.
Yo los vi caer.
Bajo los focos, estúpido waltz
Bajo la luz, venos reptar…
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Delia Records y Estudio Delicias, convocan a bandas de Madrid y alrededores, para recopilatorio homenaje a "The Gun Club"
Interesados contactar via mail:
info@estudiodeliacias.com
En Abril de 1980, la banda precursora “The Creeping Ritual”, por sugerencia Keith Morris, cantante de “Circle Jerks” y compañero de habitación de Jeffrey Lee Pierce, deciden cambiar su nombre por el de “The Gun Club”. Comienza así una ardua historia, que daría punto de partida a la ola del cowpunk
Delia Records y Estudio Delicias convocan a bandas de Madrid y alrededores, para rendir homenaje a “The Gun Club” 40 años después.
THE GUN CLUB
Formados en Los Angeles en 1980 y en activo hasta la prematura muerte de Jeffrey Lee Pierce en 1996.
A pesar de su poco éxito comercial, es considerado un grupo altamente de culto. Su mezcla va desde el punk, hasta el blues, country, rockabilly y el post-punk clásico de los años 70.
7 LPs, 2 EPs y varios sencillos son su legado sonoro
Se cumplen 40 años de la formación de una banda tan seminal