miércoles, 17 de diciembre de 2014

'Black cow' (vaca negra): coca-cola o root beer con helado/ O de las crudas madrugadas frías

 
In the corner
Of my eye
I saw you in Rudy's

You were very high
 
You were high
It was a cryin' disgrace
They saw your face


On the counter
By your keys
Was a book of numbers
And your remedies


One of these
Surely will screen out the sorrow
But where are you tomorrow


I can't cry anymore
While you run around
Break away
Just when it
Seems so clear
That it's
Over now
Drink your big black cow
And get out of here...

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