Bósforo: abril 2024

Did no one ever teach you how to dance?

Nobody ever taught you how to dance?

Well—well, everyone knows how to dance

There's only so much time

Yeah, somebody died today, I
I saw his picture in the funny papers

Some angry banker, some kind of money trader
Recently divorced, was drunk drivin' down the highway
And drove off the bridge to his wedding song
Blew out the bass in his speakers, you can still hear the treble goin'
The hospital was useless, and everything was quiet but the music
Recently, I only meet peace when in deep sleep
Been the same dream: world safe, smile on her face

Waitin' on the other side, I wonder if He'll take me to the other side

What your eyes see, too naive for war, and that'll screw ya
Still bet it all on the glory, hallelujah
I heard the answer in the gibberish of an old drunk
All he said was he's in no rush

If I could just pay my rent by Tuesday

I bet I'd be rich by April Fools' day

The moon's wide awake, with a smile on his face

As he smuggle constellations in his suitcase

Don't you love silence?

Everything quiet but the music

Do you love silence?

Everything quiet but the music

Somebody gave birth to a baby boy
I saw his picture in the funny papers
Eleven pounds, named after his uncle Gabriel
His mother cried with her lips against his soft face

Why’d she bring these bright eyes into this dark place?

Oh, sweet, sweet oblivion

Way before the information gets settled in

I swear to God I never wanna sin again
But I fear that trouble's on its way
The mind go with age, don't surrender
My mistake, I misplaced all of my remembers
Baby, there's a little vacation in the dresser

Take one for depression, and two for your temper

If I could just pay my rent by Tuesday

I bet I'd be rich by April Fools' day

The moon's wide awake, with a smile on his face

As he smuggle constellations in his suitcase

Don't you love silence?

Oh shit, here come the icebreaker

It's danger when he's bringin' out the lightsaber

The words awesome but he's talkin' outta turn often

I blew the fuck up, then became the world's problem
Bad hygiene, all about that gross life
Hate to see somebody fuckin' up their own life

Just roll the dice, put a twenty on midnight

Have a feelin' we gon' win tonight
'Cause when the snakes start slitherin', you spot the chameleons