Cookie
From waters to the west i settled down
But in the belly of the city i carve my ground
And as the days go by and the seasons change
A red tide comes in from the bay
There goes cookie with his knife
There goes cookie with his knife
There goes cookie with his knife
With his knife
I took a dirty, dirty wind from my chest
And blew it down to the water's edge
There goes cookie with his knife
There goes cookie with his knife
There goes cookie with his knife
With his knife
I'm gonna take off my clothes,
And empty my bones into the river
I'm gonna take off my clothes,
And empty my bones into the river
I'm gonna take off my clothes,
And empty my bones into the river
I took the wind and made it speak
And woke up all the freaks
I taught the cripples how to walk
And send them running to the peaks
Til everyone was naked
They were naked, they were raw
I drew a line down in the sand and made them fight a war
But they ran around in circles
So i rationed all their thoughts
I took away their systems, i took away their laws
And some were on their knees,
And some were swinging from the trees
And the ones left to walk in sync
I taught them to believe
Oh, to believe
That i could rain, rain on this whole parade
And watch it roll, watch it roll away..
Galleta
Desde las aguas del oeste me establecí
Pero en el vientre de la ciudad marqué mi territorio
Y mientras pasan los días y cambian las estaciones
Una marea roja llega desde la bahía
Allá va Galleta con su cuchillo
Allá va Galleta con su cuchillo
Allá va Galleta con su cuchillo
Con su cuchillo
Tomé un viento sucio, sucio de mi pecho
Y lo soplé hasta el borde del agua
Allá va Galleta con su cuchillo
Allá va Galleta con su cuchillo
Allá va Galleta con su cuchillo
Con su cuchillo
Voy a quitarme la ropa
Y vaciar mis huesos en el río
Voy a quitarme la ropa
Y vaciar mis huesos en el río
Voy a quitarme la ropa
Y vaciar mis huesos en el río
Tomé el viento y lo hice hablar
Y desperté a todos los raros
Enseñé a los cojos a caminar
Y los envié corriendo a las cimas
Hasta que todos estaban desnudos
Estaban desnudos, estaban crudos
Dibujé una línea en la arena y los hice pelear una guerra
Pero corrían en círculos
Así que racioné todos sus pensamientos
Les quité sus sistemas, les quité sus leyes
Y algunos estaban de rodillas
Y algunos estaban colgando de los árboles
Y los que quedaban para caminar en sincronía
Les enseñé a creer
Oh, a creer
Que podría llover, llover en todo este desfile
Y verlo rodar, verlo rodar lejos...