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I need you
I see you
Because you’re sitting next to me
And I see you
You speak so naturally
I’ve been drawing pictures on my wall
And it’s your face I’ve been dreaming of
I need you
Before we’re off the bus
I see you
You’re shining like a Christmas tree
And I see you in lousy company
Winter’s gone I think we’re on a roll
You got to come and see me
Be my canvass girl because
I need you
Before we’re off the bus
I see you
You’re looking like a rolling stone
And I hear you’ve got no place to go
Well I’m glad you stepped into my way
You got to come and see me
Be my canvass girl
(Because) I need you
Before we’re off the bus
Solo
I’ve painted your face on every wall
And I’m not sure I’ll leave you alone
Because I need you
Before we’re off the bus
I see you
You look just like a movie star
And I see you
You’re dressing casually
I’ve been drawing pictures on my wall
And it’s your face I’ve been dreaming of
I need you
Before we’re off the bus
I need you
Before we’re off the bus
I need you
Before we’re off the bus
Caio: Guitars, piano, drums, bass & vocals
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Money
Welcome to number one
We hope you like it
Welcome to number one
We hope you’re glad
There’s magic all around
If money is everything you’ve ever wanted
Don’t let it go
Money you’re always going to burn it
You’re always going to need some more
Money can make a bald guy furry
Can make a mother lose control
You would leave everything you got
Just to be the fancy kind
With more money
Money can keep a motor running
Can cut a bunch of old long trees
(Ain’t that a shame?)
Money can make a fool sound funny
Can bring you down to your knees
Money is the equivalent of masturbation
Trips, sex, drugs, corruption auto adulation
You never have enough
Money so sweet it can be funny
She drives us all to the streets
(Ain’t that a shame?)
Money can make a fool look funny
Can take you down to your knees
(Money can be mean)
I’ll buy and sell
Exchange and trade
I’ll kill I’ll lend I’ll borrow I’ll steal
For your love
And in the morning
When the cops are over
I’ll escape through your back door
With some money
With some money
With some money
With some money
With some money
Caio Dabusti: Guitars, bass, drums, keyboards & vocals
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Me levanté y me fuí al kiosko
a buscar una vedette
ella era rubia y muy linda
y a casa me la llevé
Cuando besé sus labios creí que estaba
muerto y con otra mujer
Me la chupé toda
Con ella me bañé
Creo que tengo problemas con el alcohol
O de ella me enamoré
En la esquina ví su cara pegada a la pared (mirandomé)
Mi Dios que rubia!
Me la tomé
Kioskero deme otra Quilmes por favor!
Deme otra Quilmes por favor
Deme otra Quilmes por favor
Deme
otra Quilmes
Por favor!
Una Quilmes - Una Quilmes
Una Quilmes - Una Quilmes
Una Quilmes - Una Quilmes
Martha Fusaro: Coros
Caio Dabusti: Piano, Organo, Clavicordio, Batería, Bajo, Guitarra & Voces
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Call me
Call me when you're feeling lonely
Call me when you're feeling blue
Set me free from living this 3D nightmare
Of living in this crazy planet
Call me if you don't want to be alone
Call me if you're in a closet
Call me call me if you're on the moon
Set me free from living in this 3D nightmare
Of living in this crazy planet
Call me if you don't know what to do
We could go and take a stroll in the park
(If there's something still growing out there)
Or we could watch how people from factories pollute the land everywhere
Call me (call me) if you're feeling lonesome call me now
If you miss me call me anytime of the day
Set me free from this 3D nightmare
Of living in your crazy little planet
Call me if you don't want to be alone
Solo
Call me when you're sad and lonely
Call me call me when you're all alone
I don't want to stay locked up in latches
You got to come rescue me before its madness
Call me 'cause I don't want to be alone
We could go and take a stroll in the park
(If there's something still growing out there)
Or we could watch how people from factories pollute the land everywhere
So call me
Call me if you're in a closet
Call me
Call me if you're on the moon
Set me free from this 3D nightmare
Of living in this crazy little planet
Call me
If you don't want to be alone
If you don't want to be alone
If you don't want to be alone
If you don't want to be alone
Pedro Bastourre: Guitar, Back-up vocals & Gtr solo
Caio Dabusti: Guitar, Bass, Drums, Keyboard & Back-up vocals
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Martin Bach: Percussion
Caio Dabusti: Acoustic Guitar, Bass & Violin
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Out of control
I’m out of control
So out of control
I can’t seem to find which way I want to go
I’m out of control
So out of control
People seem to like me
I must be on a roll
Well it’s a strange effect
I feel my legs are made of sand
I’m out of control
So out of control
My girlfriend says she likes me
I hope she’s not a ghost
Everybody tells me I’m a lot of fun
If only they could see I’m a terrified clown
Sick of it all
I’m down on the road
Looking for a bridge to drop like a stone
Solo
I’m out of control
So out of control
I can’t seem to find which way I want to go
I’m out of control
So out of control
My girlfriend says she loves me
I hope it’s not a joke
Well it’s a strange affair
It’s got me going outta my head
Yeah, it’s a strange affair
I’m coming down way much too fast
I’m out of control
So out of control
I can’t seem to find which way I want to go
I’m out of control
So out of control
I can’t seem to find which way I want to go
Caio Dabusti: Guitars, Bass, Drums & Vocals
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Beautiful Kay
Beautiful Kay got cash in her pocket now
A satin little dress is on her mind
She walks the shopping mall
Can’t wait for the day until
She comes again
Yeah
Handsome little Dan he lives in the country now
He drives a 4x4 he makes it to the mall
When he meets Kay he wonders what on Earth
She’s trying to say
The more she’d like to stay away from it
The more she buys some lingerie
Beautiful Kay
She shops compulsively
She comes again
Beautiful Kay
She’s out of the ATM
A raincoat and some pants she wants to get
She walks the shopping mall
Can’t wait for the day until
They’re back on sale
The more she’d like to stay away from it
The more she buys some lingerie
Beautiful Kay she shops compulsively
She goes shopping every day
The more she’d like to stay away from it
The more she finds she’s in too deep
Beautiful Kay
She shops compulsively
And there she goes again
Solo
The more she’d like to stay away from it
The more she finds she’s in too deep
Beautiful Kay
She shops compulsively
And there she comes again
The more she’d like to stay away from it
The more she buys some luxury
Beautiful Kay
She shops compulsively
And there she goes again
Beautiful Kay
Caio Dabusti: Guitars, Bass, Drums & Vocals
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Cry me a river
When I die I hope you’ll cry me a river
‘Cause that’s exactly what I’d do for you
If I smile at you I hope you smile at me
‘Cause I was meant for you
You see, girl I got a lot of reasons
Don’t want to hurt you I just want to please you
Tell me you’ll cry me a river when I’m gone
Solo
When I die I hope you’ll cry me a river
(Cry me a river)
‘Cause that’s exactly what I’d do for you
(What I’d do, what I’d do for you)
If I smile at you I hope you smile at me
(Cry me a river)
‘Cause I was made for you
Don’t you know I got a lot of reasons?
Don’t want to hurt you I just want to please you
Tell me you’ll cry me a river when I die
It’s going to be just like my birthday
But I won’t be drinking with you
You got to make me look like a poster
Waving, smiling back at you
When I die you swear you’ll cry me a river
(Cry me a river)
‘Cause that’s exactly what I’d do for you
(What I’d do what I’d do for you)
Tell me you’ll cry me a river
(I’ll cry a river)
Say you’ll cry me a river
(I’ll cry a river)
Cause I would cry a river over you
Over you
Over you
Caio Dabusti: Guitars, Bass, Drums, Organs & Vocals
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Little brown paper bag
You get a little brown paper bag
That’s all you have to do
Run to the station
The train is packed
And all you do is get inside
When I stand near you
When I stand near you
Everything inside me starts spinning around and around
You’re getting sicker everyday
There’s no one there to rescue you from your head
It’s not a scary thought to think you’re insane
‘cause nobody really cares
Then I stood near you
When I got near you
Everything inside me started spinning around and around
Go get a little brown paper bag
That’s all you have to do
Run to the station
The train is packed
And all you do is get inside
Then I stand near you
When I stand near you
Everything inside me starts spinning around and around
Solo
You get a little brown paper bag
That’s all you have to do
Run to the station
The train is packed
And all you do is get inside
Put it in a little brown paper bag
Put it in a little brown paper bag
Paper bag
Daland Gutiérrez: Guitar solo
Caio Dabusti: Guitars, Bass, Drums, Keyboard & Vocals
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Juanse Gutiérrez: Guitar & Percussion
Caio Dabusti: Slide guitar, Drums, Bass & Keyboard
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Piernas de madera
Jugando en la arena
No tenés idea cual es tu papel
Yo quise avisarle
Pero estaba afuera
Piernas de madera encontró su adicción
Nadie lo vió subir
Nadie lo vió bajar
Yo sí lo vi salir de acá
Piernas de madera
Cabeza en la arena
Veo su nombre escribir en vos
Otra vez lo volví a ver
Marginado por no ver en la tiniebla
Solo
Piernas de madera
Juega con la nena
Veo su nombre escribir
Veo su nombre escribir en ella
Nunca más lo volví a ver
Alejado escapa de sus problemas
No sé cual es su buen sabor
Si es como el polvo sobre la hierba
No quiero más
No quiero este problema
Hoy piernas de madera pasó
No sé que pasa en la primavera
Veo su nombre escribir
Veo su nombre escribir en ella
Escribir en ella
Daland: Solo derecho
Caio: Guitarras, bajo, pianos, bateria, solo izquierdo y voces
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I am the Walrus
I am he
As you are he
As you are me
And we are all together
See how they run like pigs from the gun
See how they fly
I’m crying
Sitting on a cornflake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation tee shirts
Stupid bloody Tuesday
Man, you’ve been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long
I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo goo joob
Mister City
Policeman sitting
Pretty little policeman in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky
See how they run
I’m crying
I’m crying
I’m crying
I’m crying
Yellow matter custard
Dripping from the dead dog’s eye
Grab a locker fishwife
Pornographic priestess
Boy! You’ve been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down
I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo goo joob
Dalandtime
Sitting in an English garden
Waiting for the sun
If the sun don’t come
You get a tan from standing in the English rain
I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo goo joob
Goo goo goo goo joob
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Choking smokers
Don’t you think the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile
Like pigs in a sty
See how they snide
I’m crying
Semolina Pilchard
Climbing up the Eiffel tower
Elementary penguin
Singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Alan Poe
I am the eggman
They are the eggmen
I am the walrus
Goo goo goo joob
Goo goo goo goo joob
Goo goo goo joob
Goo goo goo goo joob
Daland Gutiérrez: Guitar & Guitar noise
Caio Dabusti: Guitar, Bass, Drums, Piano, Organ, Guitar noise & Vocals
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released January 1, 2010