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Gatita Beatnik, gatita beatnik, gatita beatnik, gatita beatnik
Gatita Beatnik, gatita beatnik, gatita beatnik, gatita beatnik
No supe golpear a tiempo
Y van
Sacuden sus manos lento
En la oscuridad
Es cierto que voy cayendo
Sus ojos grises al andar (beatniks)
Son cicatrices de
what happens when I walk up to somebody.
I'm a mummy.
[BEATNIK:] That's cool.
[MUMMY: ]I'm a mummy.
[BEATNIK:] You mean you're a mother.
[MUMMY:]
what happens when I walk up to somebody.
I'm a mummy.
[BEATNIK:] That's cool.
[MUMMY: ]I'm a mummy.
[BEATNIK:] You mean you're a mother.
[MUMMY:]
what happens when I walk up to somebody.
I'm a mummy.
[BEATNIK:] That's cool.
[MUMMY: ]I'm a mummy.
[BEATNIK:] You mean you're a mother.
[MUMMY:]
and harder than Cassady can
And like Popeye I live in a garbage can
Duke, duke, duke of the beatniks
Duke of the beatniks yeah
I dig Diz and Bird and Monk
I
Ils sont venus me voir
Dans un rythme de cordes
Et puis sur le trottoir
Ont rassemblé la horde les beatniks ssssss
Ils sont à notre époque
Le sujet
We went to a picnic and
She was my beatnik girl
We talked about statues and
Then we went back to her house
And then we sat down
On the ground
Je deviens précis comme un compas
Sur un clic clic clac
La chair se fisure mais ne rompt pas
Comme un beatnik black
Plus qu'une matraque je suis un
Gimme some air and let me breathe
Wake me when it's time to leave
I was a beatnik
A shark tooth fin and a chevrolet
A wild boy takes it all the way
Join the fun and don't be a square
We'll lipsync a go-go
Just like the Lloyd Thaxton show yeah
Beatnik Beach
It's really neat
Limbo down
Hit
Beatniks, Hippies, and Punks
Ginsberg was howling, Kerouac was on the road
Charlie Parker was wailing on a bebop saxophone
The Grateful Dead were
shoulder at me
And he's strange, sure, he's strange
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch, yeah
Beatniks are out
shoulder at me
And he's strange, sure, he's strange
You've got to pick up every stitch
You've got to pick up every stitch, yeah
Beatniks are out
The fly kingdom come
Shadowmen now fill their bellies
The sly beatnik drum
Disintegrating in my jelly
Brother bearer where have you gone,
When I may
Yeah
BeatNik for life nigga
Groovy wave shit
You know what I mean
(Let's go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh!
Yeah,
ready lips
Scars of rebellion lingering in tow
Tattoos marking what we understand
And nobody else'll ever know
Cos we were beatnik boys with nothing but
(Whyno Beatnik):
O destino guiado entrelinhas e esquinas:
Assim é a vida…! Assim é a morte…! Que assim seja…! (seja seja seja)
Sou o soldado da
demandé à Lola
Oh oui baby retire ses bas
Mais elles m'ont dit
T'es fini
T'es moisi
Tu ne seras jamais un mythe
Un beatnik des Amériques
Nous ce qu'on
Oh you give me heartstop beat surrender
Oh you give me boot stomp northern soul
You gimme the beatnik bossa nova
Oh You give me moped rock and roll
created
Bloody nose beatnik cold in the corner
in the house of leaves
Grimoire, show me terror
seeking thrills, trying to prolong forever
Wildfires
To leave the beatnik blues behind
Amsterdam, where good things come in threes
Ease your troubled mind and shoot the breeze
Take the path down
And he's strange, sure he's strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch,
You've got to pick up every stitch,
Beatniks are out to make it rich,
Oh no, must be
stitch
Beatniks are out to make it rich
Oh, no
Must be the season of the witch
Must be the season of the witch
When I look out my window
So many
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