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Letras: Guero

01. E-Pro
02. Qué Onda Guero
03. Girl
04. Missing
05. Black Tambourine
06. Earthquake Weather
07. Hell Yes
08. Broken Drum
09. Scarecrow
10. Go It Alone
11. Farewell Ride
12. Rental Car
13. Emergency Exit
14. Chain Reaction
15. Send A Message To Her

E-PRO

See me comin to town with my soul
Straight down out of the world with my fingers
Holding onto the devil I know
All my troubles'll hang on your trigger
Take your eyes and your mind from the road
Shoot your mouth off but look where you're aiming
Don't forget to pick up what you sow
Talking trash to the garbage around you

See me kickin the door with my boots
Broke down out in a ditch of old rubbish
Snakes and bones in the back of your room
Handing out a confection of venom
Heaven's drunk from the poison you use
Charm the wolves with the eyes of a gambler
Now I see it's a comfort to you
Hammer my bones on the anvil of daylight

I won't give up that ghost
It's sick the way these tongues are twisted
The good in us is all we know
There's too much left to taste that's bitter


QUÉ ONDA GUERO

Here comes the vegetable man in the
vegetable van with the horn that's honking
like a mariachi band in the middle of the street
people gather around put a dollar in the can
ay wey, qué onda? tj cowboys hang around
sleeping on the side walk with a burger king
crown never wake them up mas cerveza till
the rooster crows vatos vergallos

Qué onda guero?
Qué onda guero?

Mano blancos roll with crowbars sing
rancheras on cheap guitars abuelitas with
plastic bags walking to church with their
spanish candles dirty boracho says "qué putas?
andelay joto, your popsicles melting"
run better run da doo run run in the midnight sun

Guero where you going? Qué onda guero?
rampart boys with loaded rifles guatemalan
soccer ball instant replays mango ladies
vendedoras at a bus stop
sing a banda macho chorus

qué onda guero?

a donde

vayas?


GIRL

I saw her, yeah I saw her with her black tongue tied
Round the roses
Fist pounding on a vending machine
Toy diamond ring stuck on her finger
With a noose she can hang from the sun
And put it out with her cheap sunglasses
Walking crooked down the beach
She spits on the sand where their bones are bleaching
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
She doesn't even know what's wrong
And I know I'm gonna make her die
Take her where her soul belongs
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
Nothing that I wouldn't try

My..... girl
My..... girl

I saw her, yeah I saw her with her hands tied back
And her rags were burning
Crawling out from a landfilled life
Scrawlin her name upon the ceiling
Throw a coin in a fountain of dust
White noise, her ears are ringing
Got a ticket for a midnight hanging
Throw a bullet from a freight train leaving
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
She doesn't even know what's wrong
And I know I'm gonna make her die
Take her where her soul belongs
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye
Nothing that I would not try

My..... girl


MISSING

I prayed heaven today
would bring its hammer down on me
and pound you out of my head
I can't think with you in it

I dragged all that I owned
down a dirt road to find you
my shoes worn out and used
they can't take me much farther

something always takes the place
of missing pieces
you can take and put together even though
you know there's something missing

the sun burned a hole in my roof
I can't seem to fix it
I hope the rain doesn't come
and wash me down the gutter

she rides in a car like a queen on a card
and the guns of her mind aim a line
straight at mine to a heart that was broke
tried to feel but got choked in the smoke of
a desert
a beach with no leisure a night that's so blue
feed the aching in you and the background
birds take a flight from the earth
where the bonfire burns and the night
current turns on a lifeboat floating
down a river of sleep
I can't see her hollow eyes
I'm walkin along with my boots full of rocks
I can't believe these tears were mine
I'll give them to you to put away in a box

something always takes the place of
missing pieces you can take and put
together even though
you know there's something missing
something always missing always
someone missing something


BLACK TAMBOURINE

black hearts in effigy
we sing a song that was hated
all dressed in rag and bones
sharks smell the blood that I'm bleeding
I know there's something wrong
might take a fire to kill it
might take a hurricane
don't know what life that I'm livin

black tambourine

my baby run to me
she lives in broken down buildings
can't pay the rent again
these spider webs are my home now
and when the sun is down
we'll shake and rattle our bodies
to keep it warm at night
my tambourine is still shaking

black tambourine


EARTHQUAKE WHEATHER

space ships can't tame the jungle
and I feel like I'm giving in
we've been drivin thru a desert
looking for a life to call our own

I push I pull the days go slow
into a void we filled with death
and noise that laughs falls off their
maps all cured of pain and doubts
in your little brain

something's coming sky is purple
dogs are howling to themselves
days are changing with the weather
like a rip tide could rip us away

I push I pull the days go slow
into a void we filled with death
and noise that laughs falls off their
maps all cured of pain and doubts
in your little brain


HELL YES

looking for my place
on assembly lines
fake prizes
risin out of the bombholes
skeleton boys hyped up on purple
smoke rings blow from across the disco
bank notes burn like broken equipment
lookin for shelter readjust your position
thought control ghost written confessions
two dimensions dumb your head down
duck don't look now company missiles
power is raunchy rent-a-cops are watching
makin their dreams out of paper mache
cliche wasted hate taste tested

hell yes I'm movin this way I'm doin this thing
(please enjoy)
hell yes I'm turnin it on
I'm workin my legs hell yes
I'm callin you out I'm switchin my plates
(please enjoy)
hell yes
I'm cleanin the floor my beat is correct

stretched to the limit attention spans
snap back retract collapse into laugh tracks
noise response applause and hand claps
floodgates open to the sound of the rainbow
breaking points on the verge of pointless
fools anointed to the followers fanfare
look for the common not superficial
code red cola war conformity crisis
perfunctory idols rewriting their bibles
with magic markers running out of their ink
lives in white out
turn the lights out
fax machine anthems get your damn hands up

hell yes I'm movin this way I'm doin this thing
(please enjoy)
hell yes I'm turnin it on I'm workin my legs
hell yes I'm callin you out I'm switchin my plates
(please enjoy)
hell yes
I'm cleanin the floor
my beat is correct


BROKEN DRUM

I see you there
your long black hair
your eyes just stare
your mind is turning

you know I'll laugh
and I won't take it back
I've seen your eyes I know
what your thinking

and one by one
we'll shoot our guns
we'll have fun
don't ever doubt it

and when I say
fare thee well
my only friend
oh how the days go

your setting sun
your broken drum
your little drugs

I'll never forget you
never
forget
you


SCARECROW

I'm walkin to the other side
with the devil tryin to take my mind
and my soul's just a silhouette
in the ashes of a cigarette

illusions never fake their lies
trick cards fool the eye
carry zeros over till they add up
bury tears in the chapters you shut
sometimes the jail can't chain the cell
and the rain's too plain to tell
all alone by a barren well
the scarecrow's only scarin himself

I've been diggin the ground
thru the dust and the clouds
I see miles and miles
and the junkyard piles
I wanted hope from a grave
I wanted strength from a slave
what gives you comfort now
might be the end of you then
crows are pullin at my clothes
the wind got my fingers froze
standing all day keepin watch
over all the treasures we lost
sometimes the jail can't chain the cell
and the rain's too plain to tell
all alone by a barren well
the scarecrow's only scarin himself


GO IT ALONE

I'm comin over
see me down at the station
by the lane
with my hands in my pocket
jingling a wish coin
that I stole from a fountain
that was drowning all the cares in the world
When I get older
climbin up on the back porch fence
just to see the dogs runnin
with a ring and a question
and my shiverin voice is singing
thru a crack in the window

I better go it alone

down on the corner
see me standin
on a makeshift road
with the dust storm blowin
in a long black shadow
pull a hammer from a coal mine
down where your daddy was workin
comb my hair back
strike a match on a bathroom wall
where my number was written
drivin on the sidewalk
lookin back and the sky is burning
in my rearview mirror

I better go it alone


FAREWELL RIDE

Two white horses in a line carrying me to my burying
ground some need diamonds some need love some need
cards some need luck
some need dollar bills lining their clothes
all I need is all I need is two white horses in a line taking
me for my farewell ride some may say this might be
your last farewell ride
I don't see the face of
kindness I don't hear the
mission bells I don't smell
the morning roses all I see
is all I see is
two white horses in a line
carrying me to my burying ground
some may say this might be
your last farewell ride


RENTAL CAR

Hey now girl what's the matter with me
we're on a back road something to see
straight as a razor kickin the dust
diggin thru ditches and fallin to rust

takin me far
far as a rental car can go


hey now girl at the end of the road
down where the reaper is walkin alone
singing a death knell
clappin along
at the end of the night
there's a road we'll be on

takin me far,
far as a rental car can go


EMERGENCY EXIT

14 miles away from a landfill grave
never pawned my watch and chain
to the landlord living inside my head
never paid my rent till the lights went dead
then I saw my sign comin up the road
a dead ditch waiting for to bury my load
on the avenues in the plain of day
I threw a roosevelt dime in a bucket of rain

now hold your hand onto the plow
work your body till the sun goes down
what's left of death is more than fear
let dust be dust and the good lord near
it's a little too much to ask of faith
it's a little late to wait for fate
so tell the angels what you seen
scarecrow shadow on a Nazarene

kindness will find you
when darkness has fallen
round your bed
kindness will follow
children will wander
till
the end



SEND A MESSAGE TO HER

Get up, son, hit your head like a drum
Weeds are all growin' in vain
Too much time, I got too much time
Living in a waste of space

Take yourself, don't break yourself
It's all gonna be okay
Get used to it, don't lose your head
It's all gonna be the same

She knows, send a message to her, she knows
She knows, get a message to her, she knows

Na na na na na na
Send a message to her
Na na na na na na

Na na na na na na
Send a message to her
Na na na na na na

Now kill it dead, but don't let it die
There's a price sittin' on your head
Face it down, don't turn it around
Unless you want to be where you've been

Take yourself, don't break yourself
It's all gonna be okay
Get used to it, don't lose your head
It's all gonna be the same

She knows, send a message to her, she knows
She knows, get a message to her, she knows

Na na na na na na
Send a message to her
Na na na na na na

Na na na na na na
Send a message to her
Na na na na na na

Na na na na na na
Send a message to her
Na na na na na na

Na na na na na na
Send a message to her
Na na na na na na

I spell out my name
In cigarettes and knives
Trying to see her
Give her a message
On a dirty window
When you see her

I've been stripping the days
Off the sidewalk and pavement
The walls are all white
And we're painting them whiter
For the zigzag mainline
My radio's plastic
And I've tased the fodder
Of a saccharine ending
Day job, pay phone, one in a trillion
And the typecast heathen
With a future all rancid
Something to believe
Something to believe
Something to believe
Something to believe
It doesn't hurt your feelings


CHAIN REACTION

Coming through the barricades
Cutting the lines
The red lights going round
Like insanity sirens
The end of the galaxy
The middle of the road
Where the blackout moons
Cut the weather of souls
Black engines grind down
Teeth are raw
The rubber juggernaut
Rots in a shattering jaw
Helter skelter bulldozers
Runnin' over the block
Where a pawnshop clock
Is ticking out like a bomb
It's a chain reaction, yea!
It's a chain reaction, yea!
It's a chain reaction, yea!
It's a chain reaction, yea!

On a chain reactor
Blowing out of my arms
Shoot every paranoid phantom
That's done me harm
Like a desolate specter
With a pummel of fists
Kicking against the pricks
Burning black like wicks
They spit pig iron
Tell you nothing is wrong
Put a heart on a pike
Sing a resurrection song
For a paralyzed mind
In a kerosene jar
Barracuda believer
With a heathen guitar
Apocalyptic nostalgia tokens
Dark arks set sail
For Antarctica oceans
It's a chain reaction, yea!
It's a chain reaction, yea!
It's a chain reaction, yea!
It's a chain reaction, yea!

It's a chain reaction
It's a chain reaction
It's a chain reaction
It's a chain reaction
It's a chain reaction
Yea! It's a chain reaction
Yea! Whoo