Sueño con serpientes, con serpientes de mar,
Con cierto mar, ay, de serpientes sueño yo.
Largas, transparentes, y en sus barrigas llevan
Lo que puedan arrebatarle al amor.
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.
No quepo en su boca, me trata de tragar
Pero se atora con un trébol de mi sien.
Creo que está loca le doy de masticar
Una paloma y la enveneno de mi bien.
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.
Ésta al fin me engulle, y mientras por su esófago
Paseo, voy pensando en qué vendrá.
Pero se destruye cuando llego a su estómago
Y planteo con un verso una verdad
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor
World. Tuesday. Tuesday. World. Tuesday. tuesday. world
Watched you cry. Watched you fly. Watched you die...
I'm the spoonman. Talks to god. Transfusion. Penetration.
I'm the spoonman. Talks to god. Transfusion. Penetration.
I'm the spoonman. talks to god. transfusion. penetration.
I'm the spoonman.
I'm the spoonman. She's a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.
I'm the spoonman. She's a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.
I'm the spoonman.
Don't put your hand where you wouldn't put your face she said a dollar rubber rat utah plates brilliant green substance unknown with a face like a peeled onion sheep in drag horseback automatic to make your home clean make it sani-flush she said now I'm a new skin-free crispy with this urge to phone into the nonsmoking zone of stainless steel Tokyo me and big white dog got to hijack pecan tarts for Babylon bambi out of mercer street where the crackheads catwalk charity where teenage sex rides a stoned rhythm trading its chiliskins to the screamers come to hunt their meat to the gold diggers in kissboots and the recycled blondes in their stack heeled snatches the monster trucks the rolling rocks the poodle boys with their little bone diggers and dark stuff comes oozing out the apple core tonight like a beggars dog tasting the wind.
Into the blood...
Javier Calamaro - Sueño Con Serpientes/Spoonman Lyrics
Javier Calamaro - Sueño Con Serpientes/Spoonman Lyrics
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Sueño con serpientes, con serpientes de mar,
Con cierto mar, ay, de serpientes sueño yo.
Largas, transparentes, y en sus barrigas llevan
Lo que puedan arrebatarle al amor.
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.
No quepo en su boca, me trata de tragar
Pero se atora con un trébol de mi sien.
Creo que está loca le doy de masticar
Una paloma y la enveneno de mi bien.
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.
Ésta al fin me engulle, y mientras por su esófago
Paseo, voy pensando en qué vendrá.
Pero se destruye cuando llego a su estómago
Y planteo con un verso una verdad
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor
World. Tuesday. Tuesday. World. Tuesday. tuesday. world
Watched you cry. Watched you fly. Watched you die...
I'm the spoonman. Talks to god. Transfusion. Penetration.
I'm the spoonman. Talks to god. Transfusion. Penetration.
I'm the spoonman. talks to god. transfusion. penetration.
I'm the spoonman.
I'm the spoonman. She's a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.
I'm the spoonman. She's a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.
I'm the spoonman.
Don't put your hand where you wouldn't put your face she said a dollar rubber rat utah plates brilliant green substance unknown with a face like a peeled onion sheep in drag horseback automatic to make your home clean make it sani-flush she said now I'm a new skin-free crispy with this urge to phone into the nonsmoking zone of stainless steel Tokyo me and big white dog got to hijack pecan tarts for Babylon bambi out of mercer street where the crackheads catwalk charity where teenage sex rides a stoned rhythm trading its chiliskins to the screamers come to hunt their meat to the gold diggers in kissboots and the recycled blondes in their stack heeled snatches the monster trucks the rolling rocks the poodle boys with their little bone diggers and dark stuff comes oozing out the apple core tonight like a beggars dog tasting the wind.
Into the blood...
Con cierto mar, ay, de serpientes sueño yo.
Largas, transparentes, y en sus barrigas llevan
Lo que puedan arrebatarle al amor.
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.
No quepo en su boca, me trata de tragar
Pero se atora con un trébol de mi sien.
Creo que está loca le doy de masticar
Una paloma y la enveneno de mi bien.
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.
Ésta al fin me engulle, y mientras por su esófago
Paseo, voy pensando en qué vendrá.
Pero se destruye cuando llego a su estómago
Y planteo con un verso una verdad
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor.
Oh, con mucho más infierno en digestión.
Oh, la mato y aparece una mayor
World. Tuesday. Tuesday. World. Tuesday. tuesday. world
Watched you cry. Watched you fly. Watched you die...
I'm the spoonman. Talks to god. Transfusion. Penetration.
I'm the spoonman. Talks to god. Transfusion. Penetration.
I'm the spoonman. talks to god. transfusion. penetration.
I'm the spoonman.
I'm the spoonman. She's a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.
I'm the spoonman. She's a wound. nice bikini. steppin razor.
I'm the spoonman.
Don't put your hand where you wouldn't put your face she said a dollar rubber rat utah plates brilliant green substance unknown with a face like a peeled onion sheep in drag horseback automatic to make your home clean make it sani-flush she said now I'm a new skin-free crispy with this urge to phone into the nonsmoking zone of stainless steel Tokyo me and big white dog got to hijack pecan tarts for Babylon bambi out of mercer street where the crackheads catwalk charity where teenage sex rides a stoned rhythm trading its chiliskins to the screamers come to hunt their meat to the gold diggers in kissboots and the recycled blondes in their stack heeled snatches the monster trucks the rolling rocks the poodle boys with their little bone diggers and dark stuff comes oozing out the apple core tonight like a beggars dog tasting the wind.
Into the blood...
Writer: Silvio Rodriguez/Chris Cornell
Copyright: Lyrics © HIPGNOSIS SONGS GROUP
Copyright: Lyrics © HIPGNOSIS SONGS GROUP