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Letras: Queens Of The Stone Age

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01. Regular John
02. Avon
03. If Only
04. Walkin' On The Sidewalks
05. You Would Know
06. How To Handle A Rope
07. Mexicola
08. Hispanic Impressions
09. You Can't Quit Me Baby
10. Give The Mule What He Wants
11. I Was A Teenage Hand Model


Regular John 

Who are you girl?
Who are you boy?
Bet I know what youíre up to
Can I come along
Your home numberís on the wall
I just had to call, had to
Iím not the only one
Who will run with a knife

Open up your eyes
Open up your room
Open up your arms

One six two seven eight
Two six three seven eight nine
Whereís your daddy now
I heard he ran away
Who are you girl?
Cause Iím so bored with myself
Anyway
Any time and any place
Iíll just hang around

Open up your eyes
Open up your room
Open up your arms

One six two seven eight
Two six three seven eight nine

Open up your eyes
Open up your room
Open up your arms
Open up your door
Open up your eyes
Open up your room


Avon 

I see you go
Through a park in a haze
I donít listen
For traffic going the same way
A simple system
I string em up
I cut em down
Dare I say

A perfect vision
Some simple ways to let you know
Free range humans all cooped up
Naked clone is playing lame
I string em up
I cut em down
Dare I say 


If Only 

If it gets you down well then Iíll take it
If it gets you up well I donít want it
It let you down so broken hearted
If it gets you down well then I want it

If only weíre nothing at all

So blow our mind and make it lazy
Those long long days with no escaping
I hold the wheel to let it go
Donít wanna stop, donít wanna know
If it gets you down, well just donít blame me

If only weíre nothing at all 


Walkin on the Sidewalks 

Got some action on the other side
Loose teeth in my head
New programs are coming in
So rise and take your oath
I wish we could get away
Drink wine and screw
I knew someone else before
Looked alot like you

And theyíre gone
Iím gone
In space

I been programed as I said before
Technology
Just rollin, wheezin and breathin
Eyeballs and teeth
Words are weightless here on earth
Because theyíre free
You knew someone else before
Looked alot like me

And theyíre gone
Iím gone
In space


You Would Know 

Me just happy robot
Live on hill of beans
You and I cut from same cloth
Rippin at the seams
Cut, snip, cut

Donít forget to remember
The devilís got pills in his eyes
Look, laugh, but donít touch
Cut you down to size
Cut, up, cut (shut up)
Cut, up, cut

You would know

My girlís all out of focus
It ainít no big surprise
Daddy got his gun loaded
Got crosshairs in his eyes
Shut up, oh
Shut up, oh

You would know 


How to Handle a Rope 

Too late to think or filter anymore
A bitter pill to swallow
Maybe youíre in a blanket haze of ephedrine
Iím wonderin where the hell you been
So come on and right this wrong the rope

You got it all right
You got a feeling
Iíd rather open up my wrist
Let it go
You got it all right
You got a feeling
Cause devils and ropes
Around your neck
Cursing them all
And you canít hear it
Canít hear it

Ainít got a mind to deal with anymore
Sabatuer, infiltrator, and maybe more
If youíre not blind and deaf
How can we pollute your head?
So come on and right this wrong the rope

And I got it all right
I got a feeling
Youíd rather open up your wrist
Let it go
I got it all right, yeah
I got a feeling
Cause devils and ropes
Around my neck canít even know
Cause they canít hear it 


Mexicola 

Setting sun deals hands of gold
Thereís velvet eyes in Mexico
Just a fall away
And all she said was true
Speak in tongues, speak in lies
Drooling livers, born to die
Itís a wonder that those guns
Donít point at you

Keep sayin, go on
Keep sayin, go on
Keep sayin, you won't live forever

Point and shoot
I know just what you mean
In a world thatís
Full of shit and gasoline, baby
One dogís dead oneís on the phone
Just leave a lung or leave it alone
Itís that same on song again
I hate it cause itís true

Keep sayin, go on
Keep sayin, go on
Keep sayin, you won't live forever 


Hispanic Impressions 

[Instrumental]


You Can't Quit Me Baby 

Itís a mistake, but who knows
Followed you home
Crawled in your window
This life is a trip
When youíre psycho in love
And I know

Followed your friends
You were not there
Slashed and I cut
I bled in the sink
Heard what you said and
Youíre laughing baby
Slashed and I cut
And I do it for you
I want you to notice
When Iím not around
Wherever you are

Youíre solid gold
Iíll see you in hell 


Give the Mule What He Wants 

The mule want it
The mule want it sunday
Heíll eat it
Heíll eat it one day
How long
Do I wait
Be the mule that you gotta be

Underwater, underwater one day
Gonna sink it
Make em think itís too late
For your love
For your love
Be the mule that you gotta be 


I Was a Teenage Hand Model 

One, two, five, nine 

Cozied up to the toilet
Face stuck to the floor
I met expectations that
I was tryin to ignore
Job had such patience
I wonder, whatís that like?
One hundred thousand million
But I hear
Thatís what you like
So I was thinkin

So these cities are sprouting
Like a spit in the eye
And this world isnít waiting
Itís just passing me by
I just peak in the window
Lookin inside
The butcherís got a fork in your face
Iím standing alive
And I was singin