3RD TIME LUCKY
Arrebato records
Grabado en Estudios ODDS(Gijon)
Producido por Paco Loco & The Amateurs
Diseño: Elias G. Fuentes
Todos los temas compuestos por J.Andreu/M.Fuentes
  • Boa Constrictor
  • Sitting in the grass
  • Deep into the night
  • Los Lobos
  • Take out your fears
  • Poor Dick
  • Better Dreams
  • Long Distance Bus
  • Coma
  • Time to speak and write
  • Tradition
  • Call
  • Never had a dream
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    BOA CONSTRICTOR
    
    We walk down the street like lovers
    She's very close to me
    We walk down the street like lovers
    she's like a boa-constrictor
    
    She hugs me, and she kisses me,
    sinks her nails into my flesh.
    You gotta take care, my babe,
    my pretty babe, my pretty bitch.
    
       You'd just step aside from the bad side of me.
       You'd just step aside from the bad side of me.
    
    One day a P.R. tried to rob us
    She took out her 38 and shot him.
    I clung to her body and we made off,
    preventing her from sucking his blood,
    my pretty bitch.
    
       You'd just step aside from the bad side of me.
       You'd just step aside from the bad side of me.
    
           She slashes my lips
           and she sucks my blood
           and she like it
           Babe, it's my blood!
    
    
    
    SITTING IN THE GRASS
    
    We were sitting on the top of the hill
    The engine sounds came with the wind.
    
    Postman brought us that dammned letter,
    just then when it couldn't get better.
    It was the fate
    twice we lost faith
    
    They have to build a new B-road and
    our house is in the middle, you know.
    It was the fate
    twice we lost faith
    
    We never though it could hit again
    Now night is falling, we have to leave.
    It was rumoured, we didn't believe.
    
    Dad drive the car way down the south
    We don't know where, It will have to be home.
    We have to look for it, and
    we have had the best of the day
    We don't believe.
    
    We were sitting on the top of the hill
    Engines sounds came with the wind
    looking carefully where was the beginning,
    'cause we have to start all over again.
    Over and over again, It was the fate
    
    
    LOS LOBOS
    
    I'll tell you a story.
    I'll tell you a story about two brothers
    One was her mam's pet
    the other the oblivious to God.
    
    One was a good fellow, lucky
    the other always walked
    on the opposite side,
    always felt like a riot
    in ward of sin
    
    It's always the same
      one feel love, one feel hate
      It's always the same
      It's love and hate.
    
      Wolfs howl tonight
    
    He was so sharp
    So sharp with his brother as a razor.
    Never stopped bothering him,
    making a fuss.
    His brother tried so hard to break out
    that now there are two black sheeps in the family.
    Never stopped bothering him,
    in ward of sin
    
      It's always the same
      one feel love, one feel hate
      It's always the same
      It's love and hate.
    
      Wolfs howl tonight
    
        Wolfs howl tonight
        cricket sings in the country
        every night is the same
        the hunter against the hunt.
    
    
    DONT BREAK MY HEART
    
    Yeah, it's true
    this time you're breaking my heart
    and I don't know the way,
    what's wrong, what cant I say
    
    I'm feeling so alone
    everything is turning blue.
    I'm feeling it so strong
    that it's breaking my heart.
    
    Sometimes I think
    the dice don't roll my way
    I'll fullfil your desires
    I'm sorry we're drifting apart
    I need to surrender myself
    Surrender myself to you
    Shine for you.
    
    No way, no way, no way to work it out.
    What's wrong, what can I do?
    Oh, tell me, what's wrong, what can I do?
    'Cause you're my real love.
    
    I'm wasting my time,
    I'm breaking the rules in my mind
    Bad news at the end of the year.
    You don't need me, and just say nothing.
    
    Never guess what's in her head,
    never guess what's in her head,
    What's wrong, what can I do?
    Oh, tell me, what's wrong, what can I do?
    It's all right, It's all right,
    Let the broken heart stand in a dream.
    Oh, you're breaking it, my babe, 
    you're breaking my heart.
    
    Each word, each word you said
    Confuses my mind.
    Each word ...
    
    
    POOR DICK
    
    This sunday something is burning inside him
    He feels a swarm of fever like an stormy cloud
    Feeling the desire,
    the blood calling
    But it's in vain, the answer is no.
    
    In vain, Poor Dick
    It's going crazy, Poor Dick
    Now the Sun's rising, Poor Dick.
    
    
    She said, please don't phone my home, it's very late,
    She said, hey, don't knock at my door, police is coming.
    But he feels the blood yearn for passion
    But it's in vain, the answer is no.
    
    She don't care, Poor Dick.
    It's in vain, Poor Dick
    
    It's only a little cut
    the blood jump out, nothing left for today,
    just for sprain the nervous strain.
    Oh, I feel better now.
    
    
    BETTER DREAMS
    
    There are good news on mail today
    I start on sunday my great work
    I was   for it since a lot of years
    My friends said 'there a big mistake'
    making your life on a dream
    My friends said there was a mistake
    Sorry, I never couldn't forsake it.
    
    Nothing ventured, nothing gained
    a little of luck, full of faith.
    a little of luck, full of imagination
    bang for the hack.
    I always use my imagination
    
    Better Dreams
    
    
    TRADITION
    
    Tradition, tradition,
    she fears for the streng of this land
    Grandma say 
    "this country never would be the same,
    this country has changed,
    It's not the one I knew"
    Out in the street, there's so many people
    thinking like her.
    
    Hate is here,
    you cannot get rid of hate in one hour,
    but never stop trying.
    
        Try again, Try again, 
        Depart from bad tradition
        Try again, Try again.
    
    Reaction, reaction,
    depart from bad religion
    what's right, what's wrong
    is written deep on stone.
    This country is changing
    depart from bad tradition.
    Hate is here, you cannot get rid of hate in one hour,
    but never stop trying.
    
        Try again, Try again, 
        Depart from bad tradition
        Try again, Try again.
    
        that's what you always learned.
        Too old to change their mind
        but now it's my drive.
    
    
    CALL
    
    "Berlin" sounds
    like a dead friend song
    Sad song
    turns my directions
    It's hard being a man
    when you're living underground.
    
    You can save
    your own life,
    sometimes a wish
    can hold out the hopes
    You've been bound for nowhere
    but now you can see it clear.
    
           Call me,
           Call me 
           tonight
    
    
    Dead can save 
    your own life
    Let's play
    Let's play with the guns.
    It's hard being a man
    when you're living underground.
    
    You sold your soul,
    your own life,
    sometimes a wish
    can hold out the hopes
    You've been bound for nowhere
    but now you can see it clear.
    
           Call me,
           Call me 
           tonight
    
           Coming up from the black
           takin' heart throug the past
           another one last chance
           and he gave it to you.
    
    
    NEVER HAD A DREAM
    
    They've been together
    since they were kids
    She's sad,
    pushed back in a shadow.
    
    They've been together
    in the wild shine
    of a throwed coin that'll
    never come back.
    
    She's looking at the news on T.V.
    there's nothing in this world she cares for.
    
    She waits down
    on a desert room,
    with a lonely heart,
    with a lonely life,
    Sitting there
    never had a dream.
    
    He was driving their truck,
    going down the hill.
    He went into a skid,
    No time to say goodbye.