Noches En Neuquén
Why is frozen doing that?
Malo cantor hijo de puta
Yeh, yo'
Aah, aah, aah
Otra tarde tan lluviosa por la calle
El dinero bien guardado como debe ser
Hijo' 'e puta' están esperando que falle (yeh)
Aunque no saben qué tramo ni van a entender
Que tú no estabas en aquellas esquinas (ah)
Que no fue fácil sanar esas heridas (ah)
Fue mucho más de lo que ellos se imaginan (ah)
Todo a la deriva, mi vida perdida (ah, ah)
Es mi nena, que pide más crema (más crema)
Mucha droga adentro de la alacena (oh, yeah)
Tan caliente la calle que te quema
Yo sigo bebiendo, matando penas
La fuckin' mdb
A la mierda tu' mentira', sé bien lo que pasé
Por algo el barrio está pidiendo que lo narre otra vez (ah, ah, ah)
El dolor está inspirando a muchos que tienen sed, one check
Malo cantor hijo de puta, yeh
Why is frozen doing that?
Yo'
Ah, mdb motherfuckers
Yeh
Esto no es música, es droga
Ah, ah, ah, yo'
Nights In Neuquén
Why is frozen doing that?
Bad singer son of a bitch
Yeh, yo'
Aah, aah, aah
Another rainy afternoon on the street
Money well kept as it should be
Sons of bitches are waiting for me to fail (yeh)
Although they don't know which path or will understand
That you weren't in those corners (ah)
That it wasn't easy to heal those wounds (ah)
It was much more than they imagine (ah)
Everything adrift, my life lost (ah, ah)
It's my girl, asking for more cream (more cream)
A lot of drugs inside the pantry (oh, yeah)
The street so hot it burns you
I keep drinking, drowning sorrows
The fuckin' mdb
To hell with your lies, I know well what I went through
That's why the neighborhood is asking me to narrate it again (ah, ah, ah)
The pain is inspiring many who are thirsty, one check
Bad singer son of a bitch, yeh
Why is frozen doing that?
Yo'
Ah, mdb motherfuckers
Yeh
This is not music, it's drugs
Ah, ah, ah, yo'
Escrita por: Tomás Campos