Corpiños en la madrugada (re-edición)

NIGHT AND DAY

Night and day the winds hold away
In the upper athmosphere
And down this way
the children play
With their warmed up
plastic spears
And the cars drive by
And the flower dies
And the traffic flows
And the flower grows.
You walk into the room
You're bound to find me there
You hand me the wooden spoon
The sun shines through your hair
But please, please, leave me
Until ten to four
'cause I'm piecing together the night before
So you call me on the phone
So I feel I'm not alone
And you mention Ho Chi Minn
While I try to remember where I've been
But the TV goes on and on and on
But the aerial's fucked
So the picture is wrong
And the whole of this is only a song
The whole of this is only a song
The cars drive by,
And the flower dies
and the traffic flows,
and the flower grows,
Night and Day, Night and Day,
It’s just Night and Day.


MEJOR NO HABLAR (DE CIERTAS COSAS)

Una mujer, una mujer atrás,
una mujer atrás de un vidrio empañado.
Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.
No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.
Un tornado, un tornado, un tornado...
Un tornado arrasó a mi ciudad y a mí jardín primitivo.
Un tornado arrasó a tu ciudad y a tu jardín primitivo.
Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas
no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.
Yo, yo, yo, yo...
Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce
Yo tuve la mejor flor, la mejor de la planta más dulce
Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.
No, no, no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.
Saltando, saltando, saltando...
Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega
Saltando en mi cara a la mexicana, un fugitivo se entrega
Pero no, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.
No, mejor no hablar de ciertas cosas.
La mujer, el vidrio, el tornado, el jardín primitivo,
yo, la flor, saltando, fugitivo, no, no, no...
Que no, que no, que no...


BANDERITAS Y GLOBOS

Estoy montado sobre este carrusel
Puede parecer divertido pero te sentís en el infierno
Mis pies están doloridos
Aunque no toquen el suelo
Pero escucha bien esto, ¡qué hermoso sonido!

Chau Julie y chau Linda
No van a saber de mi porque no escribo cartas
Por ahí recibirán un mensaje desde un bar nocturno
Por ahí recibirán un mensaje desde una estrella fugaz.

Porque estoy montado sobre este carrusel
parece divertido pero te sentís en el infierno
Mis pies están doloridos
Aunque no toquen el suelo
Pero escucha bien esto, ¡qué estrella fugaz!

Pienso que sos muy hermosa
Pero parecés triste
Sabés que no soy nada y soy tan malo
Me muevo en círculos haciendo nada
Excepto sonidos


TELÉFONOS / WHITE TRASH

Night is down in insect town
I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube
Tedious, tedium, flowing slow
I'm crying for something I could really use
We're worker ants, or ants with wings
Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late"
Asking girls and women
"Won't you show us the way
To crumple sheets and naughtier things? "
But it's sad, so sad
The old people never had not quite so bad
(not this way, anyway)
And it’s sad, sad, sad
The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
The sadness of shooting away your bloom
And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
And telephones ringing in empty rooms
All the birds have flown from the uptown
And a family I know has built an ark
It's been raining long in a steady flow
And newspaper headlines read bad and stark
But is sad, so sad
The old people never had not quite so bad.
SKa ,Ska,....

People of Babylon, if you want to be wrong
You've got to be strong
If not you'll go down
Down, down, down
You can bite the hands that feeds you
Spit in the face of those who needs you
But when you're old, who is gonna feed you
When you're on your own?
I hear my black brothers every day
Saying how they've been put down in so many ways
Well, what about us Rasta?
Some of us been treated just the same way
I look around and all I see is
White trash in a Babylon
White trash in a London
White trash right here in Buenos Aires town
Ska, Ska...
People of the Argentine
You eat your meat everyday
And you dress so fine
What about your brothers in Africa
Dying, starving
All of the time?
Well you can bite the hand...
I look around and all I see is
White trash in Birmingham
White trash in Twinckenham
White trash where I live in Hurlingham.


UNA NOCHE EN NEW YORK CITY

Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama
Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama
Caras conchetas, miradas berretas
y hombres encajados en Fiorucci.
Oigo "dame" y "quiero" y "no te metas"
"Te gustó el nuevo Bertolucci?".
La rubia tarada, bronceada, aburrida,
me dice "Por qué te pelaste?"
Y yo "Por el asco que dá tu sociedad.
Por el pelo de hoy ¿cuánto gastaste?"
Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama
Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama
Un pseudo punkito, con el acento finito
quiere hacer el chico malo.
Tuerce la boca, se arregla el pelito,
se toma un trago y vuelve a Belgrano.
Basta! Me voy, rumbo a la puerta
y después al boliche a la esquina
a tomar una ginebra con gente despierta.
Esta si que es Argentina!
Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama
Papa o mama, papa y mama, papa o mama
Una noche en New York City...


DIVIDIDOS POR LA FELICIDAD

I'm always breaking glasses
In other people rooms
Forever making passes
at other people's tombs
No matter what existed
A few short years ago
The happy days were busted
and that's the way things go
What a good time
what a lovely time
What a good time
What a lonely time.
Agosto...Agosto... Perra!!!
And if I had some trousers
I'd walk right down the street
And if I had a mauser
I'd shoot everyone I meet
What a time!
What a good time
what a lovely time
What a good time
What a lonely time.
Otto...Otto... Perra!!!
Well I'm still breaking glasses
In other people rooms
Forever making passes
at other people's tombs
No matter what existed
A few short years ago
The happy days were busted
and that's the way things go.


QUIERO DINERO

(quiero dinero, Hemut, Omar,
es un corpiño para madrugar!
10 centavos… plata)

Sergio, Omar
Quiero dinero, quiero dinero
Helumt, Omar
Quiero dinero, quiero dinero
Helmut, Helmut
Quiero dinero, quiero dinero
Sergio…
Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero!

Machín, sumar
Quiero dinero, quiero dinero
Hersay, we have!
Quiero dinero, quiero dinero
Corrupción, Dale!
Quiero dinero, quiero dinero
Zero…
Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero!

Sergio, Omar
Quiero dinero, quiero dinero
Helumt, Omar
Quiero dinero, quiero dinero
Helmut, Helmut
Quiero dinero, quiero dinero
Sergio…
Quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero, quiero!

FUCK YOU

You know that things are really saint
About of being annoyed
I look up in the morning
And I doubt if she's really sloe
select, select the parasite
And forget me for that way
I never rocked anybody
And I just want to run away
Yeyeyeyeyeyeyeye Yoyoyoyoyo
Fuck You !!!
Yeah ....
You know I see you in the
morning times
But I wanna see you now
I look up anybody
I gave you that stupid card
Abel Abel Abel Abel
Yeyeyeyeyeyeyeye
Yoyoyoyoyoyoyoy
Fuck You !
Yeah, Come on it
Right!!!

DISCO BABY DISCO

We walked down to the disco
on that Saturday night.
You know, you really looked good,
you know, I felt all right
We walked to that Disco
on that saturday night.
You know, I really looked good
you know, I felt all right.
Disco Baby Disco!
When you're dying in your bed.
Disco Baby Disco!
When you're crying in your head.
Disco Baby Disco!
You don't know rock and roll.
Disco Baby Disco!
Is gonna satisfy your soul...Yeah!
Well I don't know, but I've been told,
the streets of heaven are lined with gold.
I don't know but I've been told,
the streets of heaven are lined with gold.
I wonder if it can get much worse
if the Russians get up there first? Eh? Ha, ha!
Disco Baby Disco.
Do it when you're down.
Disco Baby Disco.
Do it upside down.
Disco Baby Disco.
Writhing in your bed.
Disco Baby Disco.
You're dancing on your head.
Cu-cu, cu-cu, cu-cu chu cho!
Cucurucho!
Disco!...


BREAKING AWAY

Break... break... break... break...
Break... break... break... break...
Break... break... break...

I'm breaking away from you.

Open your hands and show me what your holding.
Is it an emerald, or is it a pearl?
What other information are you beholding?
You're such a funny girl.

Where is your mother, where did she came from?
Was your father a sailor or a thief?
Who was your brothers, where did they came from?
I'd wish you'd tell me about them at least.

But you're so silent, you're so gentle.
I think my brain will go.
This town's your town, yeah, this room's your temple.
And now you know what i have to go.

That's what it takes to love you.
That's what it takes to love you too.
That's what it takes to hate you too.

So i'll just wanna go.

Break... break... break... break...
Break... break... break... break...
Break... break... break...

I'm breaking away from you.

Don't give me words whit no meanings.
Don't give me problems that you can't solve.
Ha! don't tell me now you're revealing.
Things we spoke of long ago.

I know you're ways, i know you're silence.
This could go on all day.
This is the way this is the violence.
And now you know why i can't stay.

That's what it takes to love you.
That's what it takes to love you too.
That's what it takes to hate you too.

Break... break... break... break...
Break... break... break... break...
Break... break... break...

I'm breaking away from you


NEXT WEEK

(¿Qué pasa? Nadie sabe quién empieza…)

Come on little baby
won't you love me next week
I want to love you next week
Come on lady
show me next week
I want to show you
next week
I said come on baby
know me next week
I wanna know you next week
I said come on lady
do it next week
I want to do it next week
y eah!!
Dale nena dame nesquik
quiero tu nesquik
Digo: dale baby
dame nesquik
necesito nesquik
I said come on little lady
show me next week... etc...
Come on sweet dream thing
give me next week
I want to have it next week
come lady... etc...
quiero
quiero
quiero
I really, I wanna
really, I wanna
really, oh, oh, oh!


WARM MIST

Just drifting through this warm mist
Is just like drifting out to sea.
The clouds have come to earth now,
Just like one day she came to me.

Ooh! And now I'm far away
Things did change, I went away,
No more laughter no more tears.

The bird sings about somewhere,
Shouting out is really free.
But she took away my soul and things,
pointed up the way to see.

Without a north, without a sail,
Doomed to wander doomed to fail,
On the sea that's always gray.

You might remember Claudia,
She drifted till she sank, so sad.
She took with her, her lover.
He was the only thing she had.

But I don't want to go that way
Oh lord! Can't i have a little say?
Don't let me die surrounded by this gray.

I'm still drifting through this warm mist,
Just like drifting out to sea.
The clouds have come to earth now,
Just like one day she came to me.

Ooh! And now I'm far away
Can't I have a little say?
without a north without a sail.
Doom to wander doom to fail.
Oh lord, can't I have a little say?
Don't let me die surrounded by this gray.