And took the men and marched them up the hill of pain And lorca, the faggot poet they left till last Blew his brains out with a pistol up his arse
Mother »
Lorca's Novena Hell's Ditch
by The Pogues
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Words by Frederico Garcia lorca
On the darkened stage Parralla maintains A conversation with death And the people are Inhaling her sobs And in »
Flamenco Cabaret Bolsa de Agua
by The Gourds
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stars shining bright
In the cavern of the night
All is still and silence screams
To the thunder of the lorca train
Flaming steal swift as wind »
Night Train to Lorca Peace and Love
by The Pogues
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Spanish songs in Andalucia
The shooting sites in the days of '39
Oh, please, leave the vendanna open
Fredrico lorca is dead and gone
Bullet holes »
Spanish Bombs London Calling
by The Clash
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and the mob's revenge,
there are the toreros - and the mob kneels for us
It's time when grocery clerks
become Garcia-Lorca
And the girls put the roses in »
The Bulls Jacques
by Marc Almond
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recuerda?
La Guardia Civil se aleja
por un túnel de silencio
mientras las llamas te cercan
(Federico García Lorca) »
Ciudad De Los Gitanos Las Putas Mas Viejas del Mundo en Concierto
by Marea
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says
Babe, I'm on fire
Babe, I'm on fire
The deranged midnight stalker says it
Garcia lorca says it
The hit man, Walt Whitman
And the haliototic »
Babe, I'm on Fire Nocturama
by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds
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