Tia Paola (Remix) - Dj Jonathan

The stars were tripping on a Tuesday night I didn t know that it was cold I got so high that the seasons changed I watched as silver turned to gold I dreamed my life I was chasing it down It didn t have no place to go I shoulda known I woke the devil up I shoulda heard the engine groan The road was shaking but my hands were still The lights were dancing on their own I lit the dash I took my sun glasses off I like to see that fucker glow Remember after school at the Skyler Park Trading in our stories for the dark In our heads in our own way Remember Megan with her make up off She made us dream she got us off It was good that she moved away I took a right onto Maple Hill Somebody laughing in the wind I should have felt the rain on my left hand I should have heard the devil grin Lightning came from the other side I could see the steel explode The sound of thunder covered up my eyes An engine screaming in my nose The moon was raining down broken glass I didn t know I left the radio on Until I heard it singing from the mud Then I saw them standing 'round this little boy Pale blue skin in his corduroy Pumping his life they were holding on Then I heard the walls as they began to weep His naked body had gone to sleep I saw an old woman hit the floor My head was gone But my clothes were on I left my body in the car I listened hard for the voice of God I didn t hear nothin' at all It was a sunset like I'd never seen I could almost see the end I tried to reach it but I blew it away Then it all turned black again And I was a runner more than half my life I was a track star back in '95 I was full almost a man And I had a girlfriend back before I died The peeled her off from my wounded side I could feel her empty hands

Lo escuchaba de día y de noche Empezaba a ser una obsesión Era incapaz de bajarme del coche Hasta que no acabara la canción Empecé descubriendo canciones Las grababa de Flor de Pasión Luego compraba sus discos Me los ponía en mi habitación Y no sé si te sigue gustando Pero yo sé que puedo decir Que, cuando escuches a Jonathan Richman Te seguirá recordando a mí Aún recuerdo, al salir del concierto Comentaste que no estuvo mal Pero tocó muchas canciones nuevas Y la gente esperaba algo más Yo le hubiera pedido una foto Y con la emoción no me atreví El corazón me latía a lo loco Por pasar la noche junto a ti Y no sé si te sigue gustando Pero sí sé que puedo decir Que, cuando escuches a Jonathan Richman Te seguirá recordando a mí Te seguirá recordando a mí

Maybe you remember, maybe you're locked away Maybe we'll meet again some better day, some better life Mmh, Jonathon Fisk speaks with his fists Can't let me walk home on my own And just like a knife down on my life So many ways to set me right It's such a long way home Ooh, it's how the story goes It's like atom bombs and blunt razors Atom bombs and blunt razors Jonathon then says, "It's a sin" But he don't think twice 'cause to him Religion don't mean a thing Ooh, it's just another way to be right wing Just like a knife down on my life So many ways to set it right Oh, that's how it goes That's how the story goes It's such a long way home Ooh, you're too old to understand 'Cause I just want to get home now I just want to get home now Jonathon's right down on my life So many ways to set me right Oh, on the long walk home That's how the story goes And Jonathon Fisk, always a risk Tells me he counts my teeth every night I want to get them all back now I want to get them all back I want to turn him around, yeah Ooh, to turn him around Ooh-ooh, turn him around