You want to get it on
with somebody new,
I’m a wizard, so I knew.
I see your necklace soaring high,
among other tools,
I’m a wizard, so I knew.
You want to find yourself
a solid dude,
I also knew you’d be cruel.
All I’ll do is cast for you,
I see what you pursue
‘Cause baby, through the years
I’ll be the wizard of your life.
Aiaiaaaaaiaiiaia.
SOLO
Just tell me the truth,
I’m not a pawn you use,
You always said gentle words,
There, at the stupid no clothes row.
I know what you want
You want to look nice,
You pick the man you like
to be yours tooooonight.
I live in an igloo in the city
it’s made of ice
and it’s hard to keep the temperature below zero.
I live in an igloo, I live in an igloo,
I eat in the igloo, I sleep in the igloo.
Nobody wants to stay in my home,
they scorn my igloo,
they only like it at the start.
There’s a fog lamp,
I am afraid.
In London.
There is a killer,
a killer waiting for me
in the fog.
I’ve been here before,
I’ve seen these mountains a long time ago,
My brain is so sure,
I remember, now I know.
I lived in New Zealand,
I had a good job,
A wife, two kids, and a dog,
My life seemed quite good,
I didn’t know the family plot.
It seems impossible,
oh I
was killed by my wife.
It seems impossible,
oh I
was killed by my wife.
It seems impossible,
oh I
was killed by my wife.
I was angry then, in a foul mood,
That’s what made her choose,
My two kids became orphans,
My dog left the country and now he works in Germany.
It seems impossible,
oh I
was killed by my wife.
It seems impossible,
oh I
was killed by my wife.
It seems impossible,
oh I
was killed by my wife.
Yes, I discovered America
in my voyage number 3.
My voyage number 3.
Jim the Beetle went away one morning,
Jim the Beetle went away one morning.
Jim the Beetle was sad and trapped in his thoughts.
Yes, that was Jim the Beetle.
The sky was so blue
when he was sad,
and the moon
was round, as usual.
Jimmy, oh, Jimmy,
I was your friend.
That’s why I’m so sad cleaning your remains from my shoe sole.
Your dreams are over.
Go to the beach,
go to the beach.
Lalalali. Uuuuuh.
My carriage, from the eighteenth century
It is my means of transport.
My carriage has no license plate.
I like to steer it in the solar system.
My carriage is my signature eccentricity.
Deep in the dream, I sweat
from the strange things I see.
My feet are pedaling a bike,
I’m afraid,
I’m worried about my life,
My life.
I used to lie in bed with a lover,
I used to drink cocoa milk
I loved going shopping with my mother
Now the rope has twisted too much.
I went out with my friends in the evening,
at the edge of our town,
But now I love the small coloured pastries
of the man who made me nasty.
Ox fell flat.
Oh oh yeah.
I am as wild as a mountain,
with the wind blowing in my head.
I am as wild as a mountain
I am as wild as a mountain
I am as wild as a mountain
with the birds sleeping in my armpit.
Paul is an elegant geyser.
He wears a tie in Yellowstone.
I owe you a good bronze god,
This will be my offer, as a friend.
Last night I had a dream
eclectic and clear as a white light,
I should have drunk more coffee,
If I had, I wouldn’t tell you this.
It was made of ill forms,
creations of my brain,
Now I’d like to draw them again,
draw the whole dream,
But there are a few things I remember.
I tend to forget.
Forms’ ill dream that I had.
I saw a man without a head,
a yellow frog with long hair,
a turtle piloting planes,
Forms’ill dream that I had,
I’d like to live there.
A lake was made of watercolours,
a corpse dancing on the floor,
I ate a flower with my ears,
a dry trumpet spitting tears.
A lonely, misty cave
was the home of a shy man,
I had a guitar in my hands,
A lion drove a vintage car
as he smoked an expensive cigar,
And I could just stare.
Forms’ill dream that I had,
I stole a rope from a bag,
a cheeseburger talked
to a pink rubber pork.
Forms’ill dream that I had,
I’m happy to explain.
Mortadela is my love
a bear worked as a whore,
I had stones on my feet,
When I was deep in the dream.
The devil loves his red dress
as he combs his wiry hair
with somebody’s bone
A bottle in my mouth makes me laugh
All I want is her, her, her.
Form’s ill dream that I had,
I want to try one of these
colored pastries you sell
I’d kill to reach one of them
Forms’ ill dream that I had.
I won’t do drugs again.
Let’s study the Doppler Effect
I love being altered at night,
jump off the stairs,
That’s my time to go out,
That’s my time to play.
But always as a lonely man,
That’s the way I like,
no one to complain,
No one by my side.
Go away, stupid, stupid girl,
I don’t want to stay with you,
Although what you said
about that love is new,
I’ll always be a neptunemaniac.
Stars are my vedettes,
my planet is dressed in blue
I travel with my mind
instead of you.
Columbus reached the sun,
he wanted to be alone,
he burned like ash,
and he was not wrong.
Go away, stupid, stupid girl,
I don’t want to stay with you,
Although what you said
about that love is new,
I’ll always be a neptunemaniac.
Selenius in my mind,
my partner, the road is
I’m ready to forget
my first fight and kiss
If we split now,
we won’t get hurt,
if we stay together
anything could spark.
Go away, stupid, stupid girl,
I don’t want to stay with you,
Although what you said
about that love is new,
I’ll always be a neptunemaniac.
There are horses in my way,
there are horses in my way.
There are horses in my way,
there are horses in my way.
Are there horses in Maui?
Hey, people, I’m your university leader
I’ll go to the peachy beach,
I’m a leader,
university leader.
I make jokes on teachers.
I’ll be….university leader.
University leader.
Come on, a jugar a los castillos.
Last night I was sleeping
And suddenly I felt
a little bit hungry,
I couldn’t stand it.
I got up and put my shoes on
and went to the fridge
I opened the door,
And guess what I saw…
There was a time machine at night
A time machine,
a time machine in the fridge.
What a mess.
An apple was screaming,
It was afraid,
drinking an Americano,
Dancing with Astaire, Fred.
Ben Franklin was teaching
Edgar Allan Poe
His Ben Franklin things
standing on a stone.
There was a time machine at night
A time machine,
a time machine in the fridge.
What a mess.
I took a cheddar slice,
It acted as popcorn,
As I stared at James Dean’s Porsche,
an anxious Julius Caesar,
confused beside an asparagus can
was trying to convince
Chaplin to buy a caravan.
There was a time machine at night
A time machine,
a time machine in the fridge.
What a mess.
Sorry if you don’t understand me,
It’s just that I speak Un Dialect Chunty.
I learned it many centuries ago,
I’m perfecting it.
This shouldn’t be so confusing.
The other day, I received a great letter,
The other day, I received a great letter.
Unexpected. Of love. Of love.
It came from a strange town in the USA.
Socrates taught Plato, whereas Platoon is an Oliver Stone film.
Aristotle, a student, conceived Onassis for Kennedy’s widow.
Democritus didn’t play in Atletico de Madrid, nor Romario
Descartes is included, not discarded.
Hume loved Parmenides, especially with basil and Pesto with his spaghetti.
Kant, Nietzsche and Heidegger never used a computer.
The sea is whirring. I see it. I see the sea.
You say you are the top aesthetic billboard.
You know everybody in fashion pubs.
Your favorite cocktail is Fefolina Fefoline,
created by five guys with a pear and gin.
I am heavy, and I walk the streets with a noisy keychain.
I drink red beer, and I love ballads. I am sweeter than I look.
Two seconds ago, I was in a washing machine
because I couldn’t take my grey jeans off,
so I also washed my hair. I breathed through a st
I am heavy, and I go out with my friends to eat potatoes.
I shun this sword. I shun this sword. I shun this sword. I shun this sword.
Cavaliere, cavaliere.
Lalalalalala.
Cavaliere, cavaliere.
Climb the navio, oh, non voglio being Mabuse.
Latin hater.
Laringólogo.
I command you, Diablo, to remain in your dwelling.
He he he, Diablo, how are you, Diablo?
Here I have an angle completto. Here I have an angle completto. Here I have an angle completto. Here I have an angle completto. Here I have an angle completto. Here I have it. My wife turns in an angle completto.
It rains. There’s no moonlight above us.
There’s no music. We won’t dance.
Just a street light is the witness of our sorrow;
We know we can’t borrow a few more days in the sun.
It’s our last goodbye, tonight’s the final night,
We’re trying to hide, to disguise, the pain inside,
Our smiles are totally false.
So if you read my heart,
It’s like a burning fire that sees things are not right,
And tired sights, there’s nothing we can do
So shy is the tree of our memories,
It’s as distant as a fixed star.
In our glances, there’s love all around us
Love is hiding, no reason, but loving too much
It’s our last goodbye, it’s our time to cry,
We live in different worlds, we’ve been dancing a waltz,
But music is over now.
Our love is in the air, it’s gone with the wind,
Though old flames are far, there’s still a bonfire,
But by now it’s our last goodbye.