CHEAP UNIVERSE

I always dreamed of being practical…. Logical….
You wanted me married,
You wanted me quiet
You wanted me buried
So you got a riot

Cheap universe, Cheap universe
Cheap universe, Cheap universe

Go to hell or let me go to hell alone,
Why do we have to go together?
This world is made for those who don’t feel at all

Go to hell I would be another girl if I could
But clearly I can’t help myself
This is a cheap universe

This world is made for those who don’t feel at all
This is a cheap universe
Cheap universe

You wanted my taxes
You wanted my sins
You wanted my prayers
So you got me cleaned

Go to hell or let me go to hell alone,
Why do we have to go together?
This world is made for those who don’t feel at all

Go to hell I would be another girl if I could
But clearly I can’t help myself
This is a cheap universe

This world is made for those who don’t feel at all
This is a cheap universe
Cheap universe

LOVING CAR CRASHES

Oh thank god, I’m glad this is over
All this time, faking every single smile
I’m not saying you weren’t that great
As they say, accidents can change your life

Your hands are sweating and you’re getting blue
I’m here too taking every step you take
This is it
You’re the greatest thing I’m in

As I’m getting closer
God!, there’s so much to thank you for...
This is me exposing wounds I love

Look over there, I think now it’s snowing
Little pieces of glass falling over
There goes the steering wheel through the window
And the gas pedal’s crushing
So here it is
That’s it!

And I’m closer
God! there’s so much to thank you for
This is me exposing wounds I love

Looking at you is like watching a car crash
I don’t want to look but when it’s there I’m helpless

I’m helpless (2)

As I’m getting closer
God!, there’s so much to thank you for
This is me exposing wounds I love...
Looking at you is like watching a car crash
I don’t want to look but when it’s there I’m helpless

DROP DEAD GORGEOUS

Isn’t crime just fascinating?
The perfect scenery, for our reality show
So here’s the way that it goes,
And how the story begun:
It was the 2 of us.
Just you, me and a gun

So come on, feel the noise
If you want follow my voice
So come on, feel the noise,
We’ll never fall apart

We passed those seconds
As if there was no tomorrow
But the illusion remained, So drop dead!

Drop dead gorgeous
Can’t you see I’m lying?
Get out! Your heart is my battlefield
‘Cause all the things you thought were real
They all become dust.
Don’t you see that everything dies,
But a good lie?

Crime is the only world
Where everything’s possible
Crime is the only world
Where everything’s possible

We passed those seconds
As if there was no tomorrow
But the illusion remained, So drop dead!

Drop dead gorgeous
Can’t you see I’m lying?
Get out! Your heart is my battlefield
‘Cause all the things you thought were real
They all become dust.
Don’t you see that everything dies,
But a good lie?

Everybody all over the world
The world’s coming to an end, so let’s go!
London, Tokyo, New York City
Let’s get out of here, and then kill them

Drop dead gorgeous
Can’t you see I’m lying?
Get out! Your heart is my battlefield
‘Cause all the things you thought were real
They all become dust.
Don’t you see that everything dies,
But a good lie?

Drop dead gorgeous
Can’t you see I’m lying? (2)

BRUCE LEE

Here they come again
Why is it that they can run so fast?
Why it is that I got no place to hide all these nightmares?
and I ain’t got no prayers, ain’t got no rhythm,
ain’t got no money, ain’t got no tears to share,
ain’t got no life to spare, ain’t got no screams to scare

Here they come again
Is the same dream you had yesterday?
The image of Hulk chasing you round and round

Let’s sleep together, would you scare the monsters in my closet
Are you ready to call Bruce Lee?

Let’s sleep together, would you call Chuck Norris
or are you ready to call Mr. Lee

Always in my dreams, I picture these flashy ways to die,
Like being smashed on a plane crash at 20000 miles an hour
Here they come again
Is the same dream you had yesterday?
The image of the same plane crashing down

Let’s sleep together, would you scare the monsters in my closet
Are you ready to call Bruce Lee?
Let’s sleep together, would you call Chuck Norris
or are you ready to call Mr. Lee

Let’s sleep together, would you scare the monsters in my closet
Are you ready to call Bruce Lee?
Let’s sleep together, would you call Machete,
or are you ready to call Mr. Lee?

SOMEONE WILL PAY

Little Johnny wakes up in the morning
With an urge to smile at all the world
Little did he know, how much you could expect from just 3 seconds
Thomas Gene walks in to the bank
His Colt 45 did all of his speaking...

Someday, somewhere, someone will pay
But he can’t wait that long
Someday, somewhere, someone will pray
To stay predictably safe

Johnny is ready, quiet, calmed and steady
Feeling like the ruler of the world
Happy and disarmed by the light in her eyes
He bleeds and drops dead with a smile

Who could tell
He would be the one,
A broken Black swan
That nobody expected?

Someday, somewhere, someone will pay
But they can’t wait that long
Someday, somewhere, someone will pray
To stay predictably safe

So you may think life’s a funny play,
in which we all have our part at the end
What Johnny knew and understood
is that he never had control anyway...

Someday, somewhere, someone will pay
But he can’t wait that long
Someday (3)

BLOOD IS AN EXPENSE

I don’t know what I’m missing tonight
But I’m holding on bravely
And maybe today’s my last day on earth
But I feel like dancing
In the stars (so leave your gun in the closet)
Again (so leave your gun in the closet)

Let’s celebrate while making our delay
From human race, ‘cause I’m about to break you
Go outside, there’s nowhere else to hide
My hands are tied but I want to pick up a fight

In the stars (so leave your gun in the closet)
Again (so leave your gun in the closet)
I don’t know what I’m missing tonight
But I feel like dancing in the stars

So look at the sky, and let my fist be your guide
Blood is a big outlay, which I don’t think I could pay

I don’t know what I’m missing tonight
But I feel like dancing
In the stars (so leave your gun in the closet)

Again (so leave your gun in the closet)
So leave your gun in the closet (4)

A SLEEPLESS MIDNIGHT PUNKROMANCE

This goes to the sleepless
This goes to the souls with wishes
Oh! This is no song for you lovers
You can sing twenty thousand others

Come on there it goes again, no!
The heartbreak, the void, the sweat,
Oh oh! Stop! This is where I start to wonder...
will your beautiful face burn like a thunder?

Death whispered a lullaby (3)
And the lullaby is you

Bam bam, thank you m’am
Bam bam thank you m’am
No guilt for you sir
No tears for you sir
Bam bam, thank you m’am
Bam bam thank you m’am
No guilt for you sir
No kiss for you sir

My life has become Madame Tussaud’s museum
for my private collection of midnight punk romances

Death whispered a lullaby (3)
And the lullaby is you

bam bam, thank you m’am
bam bam thank you m’am
No guilt for you sir
No tears for you sir
Bam bam, thank you m’am
Bam bam thank you m’am
No guilt for you sir
No kiss for you sir

My life has become Madame Tussaud’s museum

And you said “honey, could you stay tonight?”
I said “I’m sorry baby, I have to work this time”
and there I go again:
Me, my pillow and a terrible TV show

Bam bam, thank you m’am
Bam bam thank you m’am
No guilt for you sir
No tears for you sir
Bam bam, thank you m’am
bam bam thank you m’am
No guilt for you sir
No kiss for you sir

My life has become Madame Tussaud’s museum

GIRL WITH A GUN

Hey! you girl, now you’re getting down with it
´Cause now, you have it
Girl you gotta grab it
You’re sinner, a liar, and that is your power
And you’re playing with fire, regretting is sour….

Hey, you there
Serving all those cocktails
And of course, you boy
In line at the bank
She’s a sinner, a liar, and that is her power
‘cause she’s playing with fire, regretting is sour….

There she goes, the girl with all the guns,
She’s having fun, so blast them!
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
The girl with the gun

Hey, you girl
Now you’re getting down with it
´cause now you have it
Girl you gotta grab it
You’re a sinner, a liar
And that is your power
and you’re playing with fire
Regretting is sour

You, the guy staring that Jack Daniel’s
And of course, you lady!
Yeah you smoking baby
Hey, believing is power, believing is power
And regretting is sour, regretting is sour

There she goes, the girl with all the guns,
She’s having fun, so blast them!
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
The girl with the gun
I want to take you away
So let me show you the way
Everybody, come meet your devil!
Get down on the floor, all you rebels…

Hey, the devil helps those who help themselves
So come on, shake it up ‘cause your time is running out
Probe you’re here, you’re alive, you can scream like an ape
Happiness is your wargun

I want to take you away
So let me show you the way
Everybody, come meet your devil!
Get down on the floor, all you rebels…

There she goes, the girl with all the guns,
She’s having fun, so blast them!
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
The girl with the gun
I want to take you away
So let me show you the way
Everybody, come meet your devil!
Get down on the floor, all you rebels…

HANDBOOK

When I look back to see what I have become
I have to admit that I’m made of little pieces

Every wound and every single stain of pain
Every function of my brain’s built without instructions
There’s just distortion
And some confuse emotions

I’m a function of misdeed?
But I’m standing and alive

That’s why I’m sad
Why I’m mad
Why I’m always on the run
Without faith
Without pain
With that sickness on my chest
(Un manual sin instrucciones)

I am like a broken vase with golden bonds
Cause now I’m wise and stronger

Look what my job has made of me:
All this money... All this greed...

That’s why I’m sad
Why I’m mad
Why I’m always on the run
Without faith
Without pain
With that sickness on my chest
(Un manual sin instrucciones)

Look what my job has made of me...
But I’m standing and alive!

That’s why I’m sad
Why I’m mad
Why I’m always on the run
Without faith
Without pain
With that sickness on my chest

CASUALTIES FROM HEAVEN

(While you’re sleeping, While you’re dreaming
While you’re sleeping heaven descends to meet you)

There’s so much to tell you but I guess you’re always running
I’m putting my tennis shoes so I can keep up with you baby

I won’t give up, give yourself a break, Let me speak, or I’ill tell you
While you’re sleeping, While you’re dreaming
While you’re sleeping heaven descends to meet you
While you’re sleeping, While you’re dreaming
While you’re sleeping angels climb back to see you

How could I explain my crowded isolation?
Now we’re here, There’s no gun
Hugging your absence
Look at me, I’m letting you

While you’re sleeping, While you’re dreaming
While you’re sleeping heaven descends to meet you
While you’re sleeping, While you’re dreaming
While you’re sleeping heaven descends to meet you

Angels climb back to see you
Heaven climb back to see you

While you’re sleeping, While you’re dreaming
While you’re sleeping heaven descends to meet you

While you’re sleeping, While you’re dreaming
While you’re sleeping heaven descends to meet you
No time to sleep, my dear, cause now the cops are here
They’re on to us,
Don’t expect some applause

BORROWED

Between me and my life ther’s a shiny crystal
I can see clearly through it, but I can’t ever touch it
You now people have to really suffer enough
To risk it all to do, what they really love

You have the winner ticket, To the lottery of hell
You never asked for perfection, Losing means elevation

Borrowed eyes, for looking into
You borrowed world, What the hell I got into?
Borrowed time, for spending into
Your borrowed world, What the hell I got into?

You know we forget what we want to remember
And we remember what we want to forget…

You have the winner ticket. To your own hell

Borrowed eyes, for looking into
You borrowed world, What the hell I got into?
Borrowed time, for spending into
Your borrowed world, What the hell I got into?

You’re fading
Like the copy of a copy
Of a bad story
No loss, but no glory

Borrowed eyes, for looking into
You borrowed world, What the hell I got into?
Borrowed time, for spending into
Your borrowed world, What the hell I got into?