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Chico bien parecido

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Clean Cut Kid

Clean cut kid
Carla olson

Well, I'm asking me why couldn't he adjust
Adjust to what, a dream that bust?

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

They said what's up is down, they said what isn't is
They put ideas in his head he thought were his

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

He was on a baseball team, he was in a marching band
When he was ten years old he had a watermelon stand

He went to church on Sunday, he was a boy scout
For his friends he would turn his pockets inside out

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

The last time, he had a smile on his face
He wanted to go someplace

They said congratulations, we got what it takes
They sent him back into the rat race without any brakes

He bought the American dream, a mortgage and debt
The only game he could play was russian roulette

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

He was wearing boxing gloves, he took a dive one day
Off the golden gate bridge into china bay

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
That's what they did

Chico bien parecido

Chico bien parecido
Carla Olson

Bueno, me pregunto por qué no pudo adaptarse
¿Adaptarse a qué, a un sueño que se desmorona?

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

Dijeron que lo que está arriba es abajo, dijeron que lo que no es, es
Le metieron ideas en la cabeza que él creía suyas

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

Él estaba en un equipo de béisbol, estaba en una banda de música
Cuando tenía diez años tenía un puesto de sandías

Iba a la iglesia los domingos, era un boy scout
Para sus amigos, volteaba sus bolsillos al revés

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

La última vez, tenía una sonrisa en su rostro
Quería ir a algún lugar

Le dijeron felicidades, tenemos lo necesario
Lo enviaron de vuelta a la carrera de ratas sin frenos

Compró el sueño americano, una hipoteca y deudas
El único juego que podía jugar era la ruleta rusa

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

Estaba usando guantes de boxeo, se lanzó un día
Desde el puente Golden Gate hacia la bahía de China

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

Tomaron a un chico bien parecido
Y lo convirtieron en un asesino
Eso es lo que hicieron

Escrita por: Bob Dylan