y la letra....
Appliances have gone berserk
I cannot keep up
Treading on people's toes
Snot-nosed little punk
And I can't face the evening straight
And you can't offer me escape
Houses move and houses speak
If you take me there you'll get relief
Believe, believe, believe, believe...
And if I'm gonna talkI just wanna talk
Please don't interrupt
Just sit back and listenCause
I can't face the evening straight
And you can't offer me escape
Houses move and houses speak
If you take me there you'll get relief
Believe, believe, believe, believe...
It's too muchToo brightToo powerful
Too muchToo bright
Too powerful
Too muchToo bright
Too powerfulToo much
2 comentarios:
Sentí tan cercanos a Yorke y su combo a los aires de Morphine, sobre todo con esa trompeta atipica y atemperada al saxo barítono de Colley el Jimmy Page del saxo.
Hizo mi día profe
con esta superrr-
rrrola
Abraxos!
sólo puedo decir...tremendo tema!
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