Bebe "ABC" lyrics

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ABC

Ponte joya barata, anda descalza y con taconesPonte bien guapa pa ti, pa ti, pa tiSoy aprendiz de bruja, de chamana, de Madrid de abuelasi la vida me deja

Que lo que se retiene nunca se tiene y lo que se deja libre siempre vuelve, no se ahogaAhora me encuentro bien y motivada y saco mi lengua a pasear ah ah

No, no, no, no, no me acostumbro, noNo me acostumbro, noNo me acostumbro, que no

A no poder beber en la calle,a tus tonteríasNo me acostumbro a que no te callesNo me acostumbro a tantoNo me acostumbro a tanta velocidad a la hora de pensar un poquito

No me acostumbro a tanto cabron con kNo me acostumbro a tanta policía pervertidaNo me acostumbro, dime de quien te fia ya.

No me acostumbro a mirar y que no estén ni que las cosas me salgan bienNo me acostumbro a que medio mundo nos acostemos tranquilos y en el otro medio se mueran por miles los niños.

No!, que No me acostumbroNo me acostumbro a que intenten coartar mi libertad, que esa me la dieron al nacer mi mama, mi papaNo me acostumbro a que no haya casa pa todos cuando la tierra no es de nadie cojones, es de quien en ella nació, creció, vivió y la trabajo

No me acostumbro a que haya que pagar pa que te entierren ah!Estamos, pa que nos encierrenNo me acostumbro vuestra demagogia, a vuestra trampa, vuestra mentira.Los mejores actores se juntan en política.

No me acostumbro a vivir sin sol, ol, ol ,ol, oNo me acostumbro a vivir sin sol, ol, ol, ol

Y a donde quiera me hecho una siesta, me monto una fiesta pero no te acerques que no me acostumbro a las falsas apariencias y puedo darte con la mano abierta

No me acostumbro a que me quieran dar ordenesOrden contra orden, desordenDesordenando mi vida encuentro el orden que no tenía y camino pa delante

Mi camino no esta dibujado en el camino no tiene huellas, va campo a través , va campo a través , va campo a través .. X2

Y mientras no me acostumbro a tanta subordinación, mira que a todos nos cuesta saber esto y que no, a tanto mal phono, a tanta incomunicación entre tu y yo, entre tu y yo

No me acostumbro a que no veamos que el poder esta en nuestras manos, pero cerramos los ojos y chupamos el caramelo envenenao que nos dan no, no, no

No me acostumbro a tanta mierda en los campos, a tantos hijos de puta del bote chupando, metiendo el hocico en otro comedero mientras el suyo lo tienen entero

No me acostumbro a tanto, no me acostumbro a tanto, no me acostumbro a tanto, a tanto muerto vertical.

Mi camino no esta dibujado en el camino no tiene huellas, va campo a través , va campo a través , va campo a través.. X3

ABC

Put on cheap jewelry, go barefooted and with heelsGet pretty for you, for you, for youI'm apprentice of witch, of shaman, from Madrid of grandmother if life would let me

What you hold, you never have and what you let free always gets back, doesn't drownNow I feel good and motivated and take my tongue (dog) out for a stroll, ah ah

No, no, no, no, I'm not used to , noI'm not used to, noI'm not used to, no

of not being able to drink in the street,to your foolishnessI'm not used to your babblingI'm not used to thatI'm not used to that speed at the time to thinka little bit

I'm not used for all that fuck with KI'm not used to that much of perverted policeI'm not used to, tell me who do you trust

I'm not used to look and can't find them nor the things go well for meI'm not used to half the world sleeping with us relaxed & in the other half they die in thousands the children

No! I'm not used toI'm not used to those intending to limit my liberty,that my dad & mom gave me at birthI'm not used for there's no house for everyonewhen earth is no fucker possession, it's for anyone on it born, grew, lived and worked

I'm not used to having to pay to get buriedah!We are, for what we lock ourselvesI'm not used to your manipulation, to your trap, your lieThe best actors come together in politics.

I'm not used to live without sun, ol, ol, ol, oI'm not used to live without sun, ol, ol, ol

And whenever I want to take a nap, I get a party but don't get close as I'm not accustomed to the false pretenses and I can slap you with an open hand

I'm not used to those who wanna give me ordersOrder against order, disordermessing up my life finding the order that i didn't have and the way to get ahead

My path is not drawn on the road, doesn't have tracks, goes across the field, goes across the field, goes across the field.. X2

And while I'm not used to so much subordination, look how hard it is for us to know this this and no, to many bad calls, to much lack of communication between you & me, between us

I'm not used to; we don't see that, the power isin our hands, but we close our eyes and suck the poisonous candy they give us no, no, no

I'm not used to that much crap in the fields, to many sons of bitches bottle suckers (users, living off others) , poking their snout (nose) in other dinning rooms while theirs have it all

I'm not used to that much, I'm not used to that much, I'm not used to that much, to that much dead inside.

My path is not drawn on the road, doesn't have tracks, goes across the field, goes across the field, goes across the field.. X3

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