Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reality Bomb, artist - Andrés Calamaro. Album song El Salmon, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 21.07.1994
Record label: Dro East West, Warner Music Argentina
Song language: Spanish
Reality Bomb(original) |
| Vivo en un planeta dentro de otro |
| Me toca el sur la loma del otro |
| Otro idioma con las mismas palabras |
| Y letras y significado bueno |
| Depende dónde estés parado |
| Una cancha es familia |
| La alegría de un gol |
| ¿Ves la saña de la barra? |
| Bravo! |
| La yuta es igual |
| O peor que en cualquier parte |
| Pero acá ni entre ellos la reparten |
| Cada tantos años vamos y votamos |
| O será que somos la pelota |
| Un médico aquí síganme |
| A dónde se me antoje |
| O sos un aburrido |
| En nuestro planeta no nos avivamos de nada |
| Será el des precio, será gilada |
| Será gilada |
| Colectivo inventado |
| Dulce de leche también |
| Idolos con pies de barro |
| Fanáticos que embarran |
| A quién supuestamente aman |
| Teles que maldicen por igual |
| Cocaína y reforma laboral |
| Cocaína y reforma laboral |
| Show me your shit |
| Un amigo que esta loco |
| Dice que su papá |
| Que es piloto, tiró gente al río |
| Al río de la plata |
| Desde sus aviones a montones |
| Y hay una escuela en libertadores |
| A quién se le ocurre |
| Un militar, un torturador |
| Un marino con honor |
| Ya estamos cerca de él |
| Algo habrá hecho |
| Me da lastima lacaro pero |
| Hablaban algo raro |
| Ay país |
| Algo habrá hecho al país |
| Te vi, te vi, te vi |
| Ay país, ay país |
| Blow me, blow me |
| Aquí me pongo a cantar |
| Al compás de la vigüela |
| Al hombre que lo desvela |
| Una pena extraordinaria |
| Como ave solitaria se consuela |
| Everybody is gonna died |
| Purple haze |
| Show me your shit |
| (translation) |
| I live on a planet inside another |
| I touch the south the hill of the other |
| Another language with the same words |
| and lyrics and meaning good |
| Depends where you stand |
| A field is family |
| The joy of a goal |
| Do you see the fury of the bar? |
| Bravo! |
| yuta is the same |
| Or worse than anywhere |
| But here they don't even share it among themselves |
| Every few years we go and vote |
| Or is it that we are the ball |
| A doctor here follow me |
| where I want |
| Or are you boring |
| On our planet we do not get excited about anything |
| It will be the dis price, it will be gilada |
| It will be gilada |
| invented collective |
| Dulce de leche too |
| idols with feet of clay |
| muddy fans |
| who they supposedly love |
| TVs that curse alike |
| Cocaine and labor reform |
| Cocaine and labor reform |
| show me your shit |
| A friend who is crazy |
| He says that his dad |
| That he is a pilot, he threw people into the river |
| to the silver river |
| From their planes galore |
| And there is a school in Libertadores |
| Who would think |
| A military man, a torturer |
| A sailor with honor |
| We are already close to him |
| something will have done |
| I pity lacaro but |
| They spoke something strange |
| Oh country |
| Something will have done to the country |
| I saw you, I saw you, I saw you |
| Oh country, oh country |
| blow me blow me |
| Here I start to sing |
| To the beat of the vigüela |
| To the man who reveals it |
| an extraordinary sorrow |
| Like a lonely bird it consoles itself |
| Everybody is gonena died |
| purple-haze |
| show me your shit |