A Sangre Fria
"caiga quien caiga", prometio
Mientras lustraba la 22
Hermosa tarde para caminar,
"hoy no me esperen a cenar"
Se metio en un doble x
Duro como un fronton
Se enamoro de la boca mas grande
Y transpiro,
Transpiro...
Y se sintio derramar
Y chapaleo en su rencor
Salio a la calle
Y se mezclo entre corbatas y jorobas
"caiga quien caiga", se acrodo
Mientras la noche, lenta como un buey
Riega de sombras las esquinas
A sangre fria...
Nadie se fijo en sus ojos
Ronroneando un odio gris
Y se metio en una peluqueria
Y se rapo como un mohicano
Encontro un shopping club
Transpiro y se mando
"no tengo visa ni argencard"
"tengo un cerebro que hace pum!!"
Odio sus risas maniquis
Lluvia de vidrios
Caldo de terror
"y no me gusta usted, señor..."
A sangre fria.
In Cold Blood
"come what may", he promised
While shining the 22
Beautiful afternoon for a walk,
"don't wait up for me for dinner tonight"
He got into a double x
Hard as a wall
He fell in love with the biggest mouth
And sweated,
Sweated...
And felt himself spill
And splashed in his resentment
He went out to the street
And blended among ties and hunchbacks
"come what may", he remembered
While the night, slow as an ox
Spreads shadows in the corners
In cold blood...
No one noticed his eyes
Purring a gray hatred
And he entered a hair salon
And shaved like a mohawk
He found a shopping club
Sweated and went for it
"I don't have a visa or argencard"
"I have a brain that goes boom!!"
I hate their mannequin laughs
Glass rain
Broth of terror
"and I don't like you, sir..."
In cold blood.