Todas tus amigas son tan lindas

son tan frágiles, tan dúctiles, tan frías

ellas se entretienen presumiendo

analizan y ejercitan movimientos

para desplazarse sin apenas rozamiento

todas tus amigas se dan cita hoy en el bar, ¿quién da más?

Una te conmueve cuando grita

porque suena una de Stevie en la pista

otra se congela sin remedio

porque el Gibson tiene demasiado hielo

las demás planean por el aire, se sostienen a un milímetro del suelo

todas tus amigas se dan cita hoy en el bar

(siempre supe que algo no encajaba)

NO!!

Ya no pueden disimular, ya no pueden tener el sol

ellas sufren mucho más que tú y te engañan

no les quedan artimañas

las pillaste en un desliz y ahora ya

NO!!!

No te pueden impresionar, se acabó la interpretación

ellas pierden la razón mientras se apagan

se consumirán mañana por la mañana

Todas tus amigas son tan lindas

son tan ágiles, tan pálidas, tan niñas

ellas son volátiles como pluma al viento

son precisas siempre atentas al momento

son monocromáticas y aberrantemente dulces

casi nunca se separan y es que

todas tus amigas se dan cita hoy en el bar

(siempre supe que algo no encajaba)

NO!!

Ya no pueden disimular, ya no pueden tener el sol

ellas sufren mucho más que tú y te engañan

no les quedan artimañas

las pillaste en un desliz y ahora ya

NO!!!

No te pueden impresionar, se acabó la interpretación

ellas pierden la razón mientras se apagan

se suicidarán mañana por la mañana

y detienen el tiempo

y se olvidan de respirar

se convierten en viento

y languidecen y se escapan

y permanecen bonitas

mientras empiezan a agonizar

son bellas equilibristas

que se abandonan y se lanzan

al vacío, tienen alas

sobrevuelan las ciudades y montañas

y se expanden y se explayan

siempre supe que algo no encajaba

[Intro:]

Yea (On Tonight)

It’s Like I Can’t Let You Go (On Tonight)

But I Got To (On Tonight)

I’m a Change It Up A Lil Bit, I’m a Do It Like This

[Verse: Chris Brown]

We Been Together For A Minute

Now It Feels Funny To Be Doing Something Different

But It’s All Good, Me And You Finished

She Gotta Ball Player, But A Nxgga Ain’t Tripping

And I Ain’t Saying That He Don’t Love You

But I Don’t Think He Love You Like I Do

But It’s Okay, It’s Alright

My Blackberry Filled With A Whole Bunch Of Women

Wasting Time, Steady Tryna Get You Back

Get You Back In My Life

Yea You Don’t Care, You Don’t Care

It Used To Be You That I Like But I’m a Do What I Like

Tonight, I’m Goin Get Tipsy

Over Twenty One, All The Girls Have Fun

And Watch The Ladies Jump On Me

[Chorus:]

I’m Not Looking For Love, Cause She’s Gone

So Tell All The Girls That The Bottles On Us

Get Your Drink On

I Just Wanna Have A Good Time And Keep You Off My Mind

Find A Lil Shawty I Like

Girl When I’m Up In The Club, Really Turnt Up

I Ain’t Goin Think About You (Na Na Na Na)

(Aye Aye Aye) Ain’t Thinking About You Tonight (Night Night Night)

[Verse: Bow Wow]

You Got The Wrong One, If You Think I Ain’t Gonna Go Out

You Used To Be The Only Girl A Nxgga Would Think About

I Gotta Couple Of Girls On Call, I’m a Bring Em Out

A Magic City Stripper, Hunh, So This Is What It’s All About

I’m The Club Doing My Two Steps

I Done Pulled About Eight Broads Already

I’m Just Getting My Feet Wet (Damn)

But I Ain’t Even Knocking Your Style

See I Be Here All Day Tryna Count How Many Girls Want Bow

Yea I See You On The Blogs With Your Dude And All That

But Little Do You Know, You Making Yourself Look Wack

If Dude Gotta Problem, Better Tell Him To Fall Back

I’m Blowing Real Big In VIP, Yea That Loud Pack

Shxt It’s Me And Chris In Here, So You Know It’s Real Thick In Here

Better Cuff Your Girl Because Your Bxtch In Here

Tryna See How Many I Can Fit In My Lambo

I Never Go Raw, Stay Strapped Like Rambo

[Chorus:]

I’m Not Looking For Love, Cause She’s Gone

So Tell All The Girls That The Bottles On Us

Get Your Drink On

I Just Wanna Have A Good Time And Keep You Off My Mind

Find A Lil Shawty I Like

Girl When I’m Up In The Club, Really Turnt Up

I Ain’t Goin Think About You (Na Na Na Na)

(Aye Aye Aye) Ain’t Thinking About You Tonight (Night Night Night)

[Chris Brown:]

Shawty Wassup

I’m Bad (Bad)

All The Girls In The Club (Got Damn You Sexy)

You Sexy, Got Damn You Sexy

Oh You Sexy, Ohhhhhh

[Chorus:]

I’m Not Looking For Love, Cause She’s Gone

So Tell All The Girls That The Bottles On Us

Get Your Drink On

I Just Wanna Have A Good Time And Keep You Off My Mind

Find A Lil Shawty I Like

Girl When I’m Up In The Club, Really Turnt Up

I Ain’t Goin Think About You (Na Na Na Na)

(Aye Aye Aye) Ain’t Thinking About You Tonight (Night Night Night)

Ohh Ohh Ohh .. and I pray

I just cant sleep tonight.

Knowing that things aint right.

Its in the papers, its on the tv, its everywhere that I go.

Children are crying.

Soldiers are dying

Some people don’t have a home

But I know there’s sunshine behind that rain

I know there’s good times behind that pain, hey

Can you tell me how I can make a change

I close my eyes and I can see a better day

I close my eyes and pray

I close my eyes and I can see a better day

I close my eyes and pray

I lose my appetite, knowing kids starve tonight.

And when I sit up, cause my dinner is still on my plate.

Ooo I got a vision, to make a difference.

And its starting today.

Cause I know there’s sunshine behind that rain

I know there’s good times behind that pain, hey

Haven`t tell me how I can make a change

I close my eyes and I can see a better day

I close my eyes and pray

I close my eyes and I can see a better day

I close my eyes and pray

For the broken-hearted.

I pray for the life not started

I pray for all the ones not breathing.

I pray for all the souls in need.

I pray. Can you give em one today.

I just cant sleep tonight

Can someone tell how to make a change?

I close my eyes and I can see a better day

I close my eyes and pray

I close my eyes and I can see a better day

I close my eyes and I pray

I pray ..

I close my eyes and pray

Sing it out,

Boy, you’ve got to see what tomorrow brings.

Sing it out,

Girl, you’ve got to be what tomorrow needs.

For every time

that they want to count you out,

and use your voice

every single time you open up your mouth

Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls

every time you that you lose it sing it for the world

Sing it from the heart

Sing it till you’re nuts

Sing it out for the words that’ll hate your guts

Sing it for the death

Sing it for the blood

Sing about everyone that you left behind

Sing it for the world

Sing it for the world

Sing it out, boy they’re gonna sell what tomorrow means

Sing it out girl, with all the kill what tomorrow brings

You’ve got to

make a choice,

if the music drowns you out.

www.musicloversgroup.com

And raise your voice,

every single time they try and shut your mouth.

Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls

every time you that you lose it sing it for the world

Sing it from the heart

Sing it till you’re nuts

Sing it out for the words that’ll hate your guts

Sing it for the death

Sing it for the blood

Sing about everyone that you left behind

Sing it for the world

Sing it for the world

Cleaned up corporation,

Park rats dying in the

process

Children that can talk about it

Living on the

railways

creeping, moving sideways

sell it till your last days

Buy yourself the motivation!

Should’ve reckoned nothing

Nothing ’bout a dance

Burning down the white tree

I am not the singer that you wanted,

but a dancer,

I refuse to answer

Talk about the past, son,

Rolling for the ones who want to get away

Keep running!

Sing it for the boys, sing it for the girls

every time you that you lose it sing it for the world

Sing it from the heart

Sing it till you’re nuts

Sing it out for the words that’ll hate your guts

Sing it for the death

Sing it for the blood

Sing about everyone that you left behind

Sing it for the world

Sing it for the world

You’ve got to sing what tomorrow brings!

Sing it for the world,

Sing it for the world

Yeah, you’ve got to be what tomorrow needs!

Sing it for the world,

Sing it for the world.

Suban el telón, abran las cortinas,

enciendan las turbinas con nitroglicerina.

El desorden es tu penicilina

brincando curas los dolores sin aspirina.

Vamos a provocar un cortocircuito,

antes de que en el 2012 caiga un meteorito.

A portarnos mal, a cometer delitos,

a comernos a Caperucita con los tres cerditos.

Esto no se trata de rebeldía,

esto se trata de ser indisciplinado por un día.

Los incomprendidos del nuevo testamento,

tenemos nuestras reglas, nuestro propio mandamiento.

Como no comprenden nuestro comportamiento,

a todos los psicólogos les damos tratamiento.

Pa’ romper con la rutina repetitiva,

que el sol salga de noche y que llueva para arriba.

Nos quieren controlar, como a control remoto,

pero la autoridad, no puede con nosotros.

Nos gusta el desorden (uo uo uooo)

rompemos con las reglas (uo uo uooo)

somos indisciplinados (uo uo uooo)

todos los malcriados… (uo uo uooo)

vamo’ a portarnos mal,

vamo’ a portarnos mal,

vamo’ a portarnos maaaal.

(x 2)

Oye, hoy vinimos a portarnos mal… (mal)

como un niño con su resortera (mal)

como novia en despedida de soltera,

vamo’ a portarnos (mal), pero con dignidad,

vamo’ a hacer que Susan Boyle pierda su virginidad.

Somos diferentes, nada de lo que se espera,

como una naranja con sabor a pera.

No somos clones, no somos imitaciones,

hoy vinimos a hacer lo que no se supone,

contar un cuento sin narrativa,

tirar el cielo patas pa’ arriba,

como los árabes que escriben al revés,

(caminan con las manos, saludan con los pies)

Con el pie izquierdo empieza el día,

levanta tu cerveza, a brindar por la anarquía.

Mama huevaso, vuela sin techo,

defiende tu derecho de hacer lo que no haz hecho.

Nos gusta el desorden (uo uo uooo)

rompemos con las reglas (uo uo uooo)

somos indisciplinados (uo uo uooo)

todos los malcriados… (uo uo uooo)

vamo’ a portarnos mal,

vamo’ a portarnos mal,

vamo’ a portarnos maaaal.

(x 2)

Como cuando te apuntan con una pistola,

la gente con las manos arriba que suban solas.

(como si te apuntaran con una pistola)

(sube la mano)

(como si te apuntaran con una pistola)

(sube la mano)