(brahms/arr. by rick wakeman) Instrumental
sentirme una cualquiera A mi hoy no me da la gana de esperar por tu llamada y vivir encarcelada. Me canse de ser la otra Me canse de tanta espera de ocultar mis sentimientos y callar. Me canse
will No-one's going to fucking tell me Jack But can you rely on anyone in this world? No you can't, it's not my fault there's wall to wall empty cans
Now I know that it seems like I?m crazy for you That?s what love can do I?d rather be pickin' up bottles and cans Pickin' up cans baby, oh yeah yeah
appeared. Reveling answers ive longed to hear. All of my frustrations waghed away and disappeared. Suddenly i was a new man, was it you or the 12 cans
' Run outta doe, slap the hoe Get the do' and go back to that liquor sto' Afroman likes tall cans Afroman likes tall cans Afroman likes tall cans Afroman likes tall cans
Porque ya me canse De ser un juguete en tu vida Ya no quiero volver Por Dios te lo juro Ni volver oir tu nombre En esta vida Porque ya me canse De
lfb, and crystal sound Transplants are fearless and the most original Tall cans in the air, let me see 'em ... fuck you! [x2] "nobody move, nobody get hurt" Tall cans
man down mayday mayday Bottles and Cans Seeds and stems Down to my last roach Here I am looking Caught between tomorrow and yesterday Tellin' myself it'll be okay Bottles and Cans
I've seen love Kick a man while he stand When you think that you're alone You cover it up Just to stay on your feet But the cut is just too deep I was
its gay? Must you insist on a title? I'd rather not have a name We could change in a second and be placed in a different frame Labels are for cans we
You're like kissing lipstick You're pasty, warm and dry You're boring, you bore me You're such a boring guy At first, I kinda liked it The way it oozed
You're one of a kind, smooth and sublime a hella cool dude, a wonderful guy So what is it like to be liked, to be right, all of the time? And every time
The birds would laugh at Job, their song would torture him Always, a steady rain fell, soaking and chilling him He could always see a dry, light place
There is a love Doesn't flower, doesn't die, doesn't follow Doesn't try, doesn't worry, doesn't cry I know why Bare in her innocence Bare in her mystery
Never won a medal for bravery Never won a medal for tact Never thought 'the truth' would enslave me turn me into something too close to a liar I'm joining
The best and the worst of me at the same time Make a tin cans with strings to you, let you know I really mean it all And the more I say it the more I
Believe this as you convalesce I'm seasick I'm bleeding from open sores Four days ago, you said soon That we'd hit shore That I find it hard It's so
