Text ... Latin hip-hop sung in Spanglish. Cool & sexy. Male vocal, choir & ...Latin hip-hop sung in Spanglish. Cool & sexy. Male vocal, choir & rhythm.
Oh la la.Oh la la la la ...Oh,Come on baby let's go,On the road,gonna tell you some things that you don't know. You look so good,Party in the club and you wanna go, i said now. Vamo' a baila’ hasta mañana, Que yo te quiero ver.Ya motivaste mi cuerpo,y te quiero tener, Y te pones caliente,gotas corren por mi frente, sexo fluye en el ambiente, y nos sentimos bien. Sigo mirando como tú menea’. Mientras tanto sube la marea. Vamo’ a la barra y buscamos un par de trago’ y hablamos, Bien relajado la pasamos,Y nos sentimos bien. Oh la la la la...Girl,You make me feel so good, I did know how... woo,Oh girl,Oh oh oh girl, Finally bounce from the club, Straight to the hotel,Till’ six in the morning,I know I make you feel so horny, Make sex on top of my money. PartyOutro.party in the club and you wanna go, i said now. FR: Oh la laOhViens ma petite, allons-y Sur la routeje vais te dire certaines choses que tu ne savais pas Tu es charmanteFête dans le club et tu veux partirje te dis maintenant On va danser jusqu'au matin Je veux te voir Tu as déjà motivé mon corps Et je veux t'avoir Et tu deviens chaudeDes gouttes coulent sur mon front Le sexe est dans l'environnement Et nous nous sommes bien à l’aise Je continue à regarder comme tu bouges En attendant la marée est montée Allons dans le bar et prenons Quelques verres Bien relaxés, et passons un bon moment Ma petite Tu me fais sentir si bon Je savais comment ... woo Oh ma petite Finalement on se casse du club Directement à l'hôtelJusqu'à six heures du matinJe sais que tu vas devenir chaude Allons faire le sexe sur mon argent Fête dans le club et tu veux partir je te dis maintenant
Text ... Arty & nervous. Rock band with male singer.
trigger in your headtrigger on your bedtriGger on the beachtriGger like a bitch trigger when you rundeath blow of the suntrigger in your planewith cocktails in your veins someday i will drag you undone
Text ... Lively & fierce. Rock band with male singer.
like the creeping carcass of the failed ship like the sweet melody of the gentle whip shake your bones baby and never be latelike the rattlesnake, approaching fate I love my man curtain of death seems your eyesone of this days you'll shoot that guy shake your bones baby and never be latelike the rattlesnake approaching fate I love my manI love my man
I've got a feeling that you should knowThat we could leave anytimeThere's a place I found we could goInto the sun we will hide Waking up I'm gettin so excitedThe air outside is so warmForget the city we will reach the countryRight to the sun we will drive
Oh I know...This could be our time / this could be a fine time I've got a feeling that you should knowThat this could be our timethe grass is green we hear the birds are singinginto the sun we feel fine Oh I know...This could be our time / this could be a fine time
Text ... Charming & happy. Ukulele, keyboard, piano & rhythm.
I've got a feeling that you should knowThat we could leave anytimeThere's a place I found we could goInto the sun we will hide Waking up I'm gettin so excitedThe air outside is so warmForget the city we will reach the countryRight to the sun we will drive Oh I know...This could be our time / this could be a fine time I've got a feeling that you should knowThat this could be our timethe grass is green we hear the birds are singinginto the sun we feel fine Oh I know...This could be our time / this could be a fine time
So now it’s decided; it’s out in the open, it’s all clearSo now, we’re dividedBurnt down burnt out, cropped sheer my dear, I fearNow it’s all broken and the poison is placed in the trapSo tell me how to pretend with convictionAnd survive in this mire of contradiction So what about this fruit of loveTell me how to protect it from the hail of hate x2That lays in waitThat lays in wait How to keep up appearances in this neglected garden that’s meHow to explain disappearances to these innocent victims you seeSo now I’m a painless shroud, I’m pulling all the shotsA prisoner of my soul, my mind, my bodyAt night I rattle the door handles; I try to keep lost So what about this fruit of loveTell me how to protect it from the hail of hate x 4That… lays in wait I can’t help it if this is just a small town, and everybody knows your businessWell, I can’t help it if this is just a small town and everybody knows your businessI can’t help it if this is such a small town and everybody knows your business Maybe better to keep up appearancesMaybe, Maybe
Text ... Efficient & nervous. Electric guitar, vocoder, female singer, synth & ...Efficient & nervous. Electric guitar, vocoder, female singer, synth & rhythm.
POP MUSIC Pop music , Pop musicPop music , I'm singing each dayPop music , drum in my brainPop music , gonna drive me insanePop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music When I'm drunk at the barPop music , when I'm driving my carPop music , feel like a superstarPop music , dancing in my bra Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music I want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bowI want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bow Come and sing along to the sexy little songCome and sing along to the sexy little song Yeah I know it's trashIt ain't punk so it's junkPop music , it is hard to admitI know that I love it Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music
Text ... Efficient & nervous. Electric guitar, vocoder, female singer, synth & ...Efficient & nervous. Electric guitar, vocoder, female singer, synth & rhythm.
POP MUSIC 3 radio edit When I'm drunk at the barPop music , when I'm driving my carPop music , feel like a superstarPop music , dancing in my bra Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music Yeah I know it's trashIt ain't punk so it's junkPop music , it is hard to admitI know that I love it Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop musicPop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music I want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bowI want to be a superstar, giving it up, taking a bow Pop music , Pop music , Pop music , pop pop music
Text ... Mischievous & urgent. Synth, female singer, electric guitar & rhythm.
Just another dayI’m here, howdyIt’s just another day i’m real Ah ah ah Just another day i’m ooh ooh hooked just another day i’m flyingAh ah ah I am superman ooh ooh La la la (you see) na na na superman Just another day barely tipsyJust another day really? Aah aah just another day ahh ooh ahh Just another day i drift Ah ah ah OohIt’s just my self, superman i’m your clan, superman and i’m your man, superman la la la la Give me a sign give me a sign just a sign
Text ... Sad & nostalgic. Acoustic and electric guitars, female singer, synth ...Sad & nostalgic. Acoustic and electric guitars, female singer, synth & rhythm.
HOLOWHolow girl a shadow in the world, a runaway again.Lost and found you're up and then you're down, you turn to dust again.I don't know what to do with myselfI don't feel like I'm inside myselfIt seems to me that everything I do, it turns against me, yeah.Hollow , hollow again. I am falling I am fading.I am falling I am fading I am fading. Save me, save me. I'm hollow again. I don't know what to do with myselfI don't feel like I'm inside myself Hollow again.I am falling I am fading I am fading.Hollow again. Fading. Save me, save me. I'm hollow again.Hollow , hollow again.
Text ... Serious but uplifting. Electric guitar, female singer, organ, ...Serious but uplifting. Electric guitar, female singer, organ, glockenspiel & rhythm.
VOICES Voices in my head. Voices in my, voices in my.Shadows in my mind happens all the time.Shadows in my mind, I don't know why.Shadows in my mind happens all the time.Shadows in my mind, I don't know why.Haunting me, haunting me Voices in my head. Voices in my, voices in my.Telling me what to be.Voices in my head.
Haunting me, haunting meTelling me what to be.Shadows in my mind happens all the time.Shadows in my mind, I don't know why. Haunting me.
I saw you flying with the falcons, in search of one last chanceYou were saying your piece and battening down the hatches I saw you running with the wild ones, the desert in your reachYou were holding your own, insisting we do it free style We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstancesOoh you’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll cut em down to sizeI'm sure you will I heard rumors on your progress, guess that’s the best I’ll doIf we reversed the situation, be sure I’d do the same for youI saw you dancing in the darkness, but I could see through your disguiseIf I don’t get caught in minor detail, I swear I’ll let love speak its mind well We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstancesOoh we’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll cut em down to sizeWe phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstancesOoh we’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll cut em down to size We phase in we phase out we’re flying with the falcons, Running with the wild ones dancing in the darkness I can see through your disguise, ohWe phase in we phase out despite these restrictive circumstancesOoh you’re stepping in style and I’m sure you’ll
Cut em down to sizeI’m sure you’ll, I’m sure you’ll, I’m sure you’ll, I’m sure you’llCut em down to sizeYou know I’m sure you will We phase in we phase out, despite these restrictive circumstances
Text ... Warm & joyful. Whistlings, electric guitar, glockenspiel, male singer ...Warm & joyful. Whistlings, electric guitar, glockenspiel, male singer & rhythm.
It’s been quite a messNow we’re looking for good timesWe’re aching for fines times Too long disorientedNot a fate, we can work this outNow we can clean our minds WhistleWhistleWhistleYou don’t have to callWhistle Just whistleI’ll be there for your soul WhistleWhistleWhistleYou don’t have to fallWhistle Just whistleI promise I will come You’re making fun of meI don’t get what you’re laughing atsometimes you throw me out Nevermind I’ll strive (ou try) to get you back(I’ll) buy a leash to walk you outIn the meantimeI will hold the line Enough wasteYou whisperedEnough talesYou’ve toldEnough restAlone WhistleWhistleWhistleYou don’t have to callWhistle Just whistleI’ll be there for your soul WhistleWhistleWhistleYou don’t have to fallWhistle Just whistleI promise I will come
Text ... Dynamic & changing. Electric guitar, male singer, synth & rhythm.
Is it alright ? If I can’t move aheadYour speed is too highWell I can’tFollow your strideLife’s not a race I don’t want toI’m not prepared toI will loose you I’ve been runningI’m exhaustedI feel nakedBut it’s not time to complainFlyingYou’re excitedYou gonna win againAnd smile upon my face Even at nightYou don’t want to restThe run is still hardUselessAnd I do wonderIf you will stop somedayAnd would you botherIf I no longer wait ?
One two three won’t you give upThree four five won’t you screw upOne two three won’t you give upThree four five won’t you screw up I’ve been runningI’m exhaustedI feel nakedBut it’s not time to complainFlyingYou’re excitedYou gonna win againAnd smile upon my face
Text ... Lively & determined. Clap, bass, male singer, synth & rhythm.
Morning messAs you’re lying still dressedI’m sitting and shaking you The party’s overThink we drunk too muchRemember carrying you Maybe you’re fool and you’re wrongI’m gonna puzzle youMaybe you will stumble and fallI’m gonna craking you up Morning dustYou’re my queen of lustI’ve got pictures of you I know what you’re doingAnd I don’t like itI will have to talk to you If there’s something I should knowIf there’s some place you could goIf there’s something I should knowIf there’s some place you could go Maybe you’re fool and you’re wrongI’m gonna puzzle youMaybe you will stumble and fallI’m gonna craking you up
Text ... Nostalgic & powerful. Synth, male singer, strings & rhythm. Fx ...Nostalgic & powerful. Synth, male singer, strings & rhythm. Fx pitched voice.
What made perfect sense last night may vanish tomorrow Fearful of what we did fearful of what they saw Who knows what pain you hide, tears will never show Fearful of what we did, fear turns hearts into stones Maybe silver bruised your skin and freezed you to the bones When nothingís there to steal when glowingís turned to ghost. What made perfect sense last night may vanish tomorrow Fearful of what we did fearful of what they saw Iím the heat that kept you warm fighting moons in free fall. Never wished to make you cry what I meant theyíll never know.
