Martes, 17 de febrero de 2009
Russian Red
M?sica y Letra: Lourdes Hern?ndez



Walk by the man
who sings a song
to the streetlights
and turns out everybody claps,
they don't believe in cabs,
they don't believe in cabs,
they don't believe in cabs,
they don't believe in cabs.

And they all go wild,
but they walk instead.
They all go wild,
but they walk instead.
They all go wild.

Now, talk to the man
who's laying down
by the door of a bank
and people don't rely on the traffic lights,
they don't believe in lights,
they don't believe in lights,
they don't believe in lights,
they don't believe it's...
a confusing situation,
they all get run over
in petrol stations
but they rock
(but they rock).

And there are faces
on the six AM
working crowds who take the subway
from their homes
to their lonely nights.

Walk by the man
who sings a song
to the streetlights
and turns out everybody claps,
they don't believe in cabs,
they don't believe in...

Walk by the man
who sings a song
to the streetlights
and turns out everybody claps,
they don't believe in cabs,
they don't believe in cabs.

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