Original Sin - Eskimo Joe

I've been looking for an original sin One with a twist and a bit of a spin And since I've done all the old ones 'Til they've all been done in Now I'm just looking Then I'm gone with the wind Endlessly searching for an original sin You can dance forever, you got a fire in your feet But will it ever be enough? You know that it'll never be enough You can fly in Neverland and never need to sleep But will it ever be enough? You know that it'll never be enough It's not enough to make the nightmares go away Not enough to make the tears run dry It's not enough to live a little better every day Everything that they taught us was nothing but lies Everything they they brought us was nothing but bribes (But it'll all be over now) All I wanted was a piece of the night I never got an equal share When the stars are out of sight And the moon is down The natives are so restless tonight I've been looking for an original sin One with a twist and a bit of a spin And since I've done all the old ones 'Til they've all been done in Now I'm just looking Then I'm gone with the wind Endlessly searching for an original sin You can lose yourself in pleasure 'til your body's going numb But will it ever be enough? You know that it'll never be enough You can always take whatever you conceivably could want But will it ever be enough? You know that it'll never be enough It's not enough to make the nightmares go away Not enough to make the tears run dry Not enough to live a little better every day Everything that they taught us was nothing but lies Everything that they brought us was nothing but bribes (But the lies are over now) All I wanted was a piece of the night It never had to get so dark When the stars are out of sight And the moon is down The natives are so restless tonight I've been looking for an original sin One with a twist and a bit of a spin And since I've done all the old ones 'Til they've all been done in Now I'm just looking For an original sin I've been looking for the ultimate crime Infinite victims, infinitesimal time And I'm so very guilty for no reason or rhyme Now I'm just looking And I'm killing some time Endlessly searching for the ultimate crime I've been looking for an original sin One with a twist and a bit of a spin And since I've done all the old ones 'Til they've all been done in Now I'm just looking Then I'm gone with the wind Endlessly searching for an original sin I'm applying for a license to thrill Going out on the edge, moving in for the kill And there'll be hell to pay someday Put it all on the bill 'Cause we'll always be paying and paying until We're beyond expiration with a license to thrill I've been looking for an original sin

So, I think you've got something wrong with you Something's not right with me too It's not right with me But to state that you're in as innocent, I just can't believe in What the fuck's an original sin anyway So, I think you've got something wrong with you Something's not right with me too It's not right with me But to state that you're in as innocent, I just can't believe in What the fuck's an original sin anyway Anyway, anyway, anyway, anyway Anyway, anyway, any- So, I think you've got something wrong with you Something's not right with me too It's not right with me But to state that you're in as innocent I just can't believe in What the fuck's an original sin A hurting hand is just connected to a hurting soul It's not your fault if you're a hurting heart Sometimes it happens with the more you know So, I think you've got something wrong with you Something's not right with me too It's not right with me But to state that you're in as innocent I just can't believe in What the fuck's an original sin anyway So, I think you've got something wrong with you Something's not right with me too It's not right with me But to state that you're in as innocent I just can't believe in What the fuck's an original sin anyway Anyway, anyway, anyway, anyway Anyway, anyway, anyway A hurting hand is just connected to a hurting soul It's not your fault if you're a hurting heart Sometimes, it happens with the more you know Check So, I think you've got something wrong with you Something's not right with me too It's not right with me But state that you're in as innocent, I just can't believe in What the fuck's an original sin anyway So, I think you've got something wrong with you Something's not right with me too It's not right with me But state that you're in as innocent, I just can't believe in What the fuck's an original sin anyway But to state that you're in as innocent, I just can't believe in What the fuck's an original sin

Se va la poesía de las cosas ¿O no la puede condensar mi vida? Ayer, mirando el último crepúsculo Yo era un manchón de musgo entre las ruinas Las ciudades, hollines y venganzas La cochinada gris de los suburbios La oficina que encorva las espaldas El jefe de los ojos turbios Sangre de un arrebol sobre los cerros Sangre sobre las calles y las plazas Dolor de corazones rotos Poder de hastíos y de lágrimas ¡Un río abraza el arrabal Como una mano helada que tienta en las tinieblas Sobre sus aguas se avergüenzan de verse las estrellas Y las casas que esconden los deseos Detrás de las ventanas luminosas Mientras afuera vuela el viento Llevando un poco el barro a cada rosa Y las casas que esconden los deseos Detrás de las ventanas luminosas Mientras afuera vuela el viento Llevando un poco el barro a cada rosa Para tu libertad bastan mis alas Desde mi boca llegar hasta el cielo Porque estaba dormío sobre tu alma Lejos, la bruma de las olvidanzas Humos espesos, tajamares rotos Y el campo, y el campo verde En que jadean los bueyes y los hombres sudorosos Y aquí estoy yo Botado entre las ruinas, mordiendo Sólo todas las tristezas Como si el llanto fuera una semilla Y yo el único surco de la tierra En representación de poblaciones Y las casas que esconden los deseos Detrás de las ventanas luminosas Mientras afuera vuela el viento Llevando un poco el barro a cada rosa Y las casas que esconden los deseos Detrás de las ventanas luminosas Mientras afuera vuela el viento Llevando un poco el barro a cada rosa Y aquí estoy yo Botado entre las ruinas, mordiendo Solo todas las tristezas Como si el llanto fuera una semilla Y yo el único surco de la tierra Es daddy, es daddy, Pablo Neruda Honores para los luchadores que a su población escudan Honores para los caídos del golpe Y para los que sufren el día a día las secuelas torpes Que nos asechan y nos rompen El marginado, el drogadicto, el adicto,el sesante El amante de la libertad, el obrero Que se saca la cresta, pero con aguante Este tema va dedicao pa todas las poblaciones Guetos, fabellas de latinoamérica Pudahuel sur represent Movimiento original

Like who the fuck gone play with say I'll shoot you in your face I be out here going ape make me put you in your place Tay k ima do the race swerve knock em out of place Yeah we know where he stay com play & you gone meet the grave I hate da slangs say a name & ima buss a nigga brain If you blinging ima real nigga snatch a nigga chain don't do no gang Only brothers round me gone leave a stain don't play no games What you said I ain't friendly don't say my name bitch "Yeah I know they fucking with that they gone b fucking with that fr but look watch this fuck with this fr" All the opps be talking shit till they meet this fucking stick 30 for a pussy bitch why you steady pulling dick no I won't miss won't stress the shit Just wait till I catch the bitch god gone need to bless the bitch it was me who blitz your click Got the drop I took the pick Ramsey intercept his shit I flip da pack then send the hit He another off the list now switch the shit I need a brick my brother orchestrate the hit He tender thanking with his dick I got the drop from my lil bitch We pull up bitch get on the ground don't move don't make a fucking sound we gone gun a nigga down if he try to move around Nigga know I'm 10 toes down when I'm spending thru the town Bitch I'm posted in that raq yeah I'm strapped up with my gat nigga bet not try to jack ima take off that boy hat dumb