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Cortez & Pizarro
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LYRICS
well a long long long long time ago
before i was born that's all i know
there were two young cruel brave young men
their king said hit the road and come back again
they got the gig 'cause the king thought they had what it took
and the aztecs shivered and incas shook
they saw the white sails and muskets long
thought these are gods/but they were wrong
to the native people's sorrow
here come Cortez and Pizarro
Hernando and Francisco
hacked their way to heaven blow by blow
men of god in Spain they worked for someone else
in Mexico
they burned their ships upon the shore
said we ain't goin' back to Spain no more
in the smoking embers on the sand lay the future of the land
to the native people's sorrow
here come Cortez and Pizarro
Hernando and Francisco
hacked their way to heaven blow by blow
men of god in Spain they worked for someone else
in Mexico
now gifts were gave/hands were shook
but men are men/and man they took
now the thing that brought this on for me
was my cool earring and my new goatee
the mirror shows a 16th century caballero
so i thought i'd get some armor and grab my steed
ride down across the border and over the seas and
apologize from atop my palomino
for the native people's sorrow
for Cortez and Pizarro
Hernando and Francisco
hacked their way to heaven blow by blow
men of god in Spain they worked for someone else
in Mexico
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well her name was Rosa/she sang Moon River
she sang it like nobody else
she stood by the microphone/but not too close
and she filled up that stage/all by herself
well outside they were towing cars/inside they were drinking
and they had all brought their scars/gonna bleed their way to fame
well she wore a cheap dress but she was/no damsel in distress
she opened her mouth and i lost track of my name
Sister Rosa/sing so sweet and high
pull me into your Moon River/as you go sailing by
well the devil sat next to me, he had a martini in each hand
and he was buying but i just don't drink gin
and he poured his words out like water in the desert
said it's been way too long since i had a swim, and he said
son i don't see no ring/let go of your good thing
settle the bill with your wages of sin
don't know whether to run or hide or take this ride
i don't see no one by her side
and when that Moon River came rollin' i
jumped my body in
Sister Rosa/sing so sweet and high
pull me into your Moon River/as you go sailing by
and she said/i don't know the words
well that's alright/and she said
i can't carry a tune/well don't get uptight
and then she closed her eyes and we were all out of sight
and she sang like a whole choir of angels all through the night
whoa Rosa keep on singin'
ooh yeah
well it was last call for alcohol and all the model citizens had gone home
i was left with the devil and man he was sauced
so we took a walk around the block and i
got my soul back outta hock and he
left in a cloud of brimstone and exhaust and i
don't know if i won or if i lost
Sister Rosa/sing so sweet and high
pull me into your Moon River/as you go sailing by
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i've taken a lover into my bed
whispers of Spanish float 'round her head
and sometimes her skin smells like chilis and sunlight
and sometimes she wakes
in the middle of the night
she gets long distance calls from Barranca del Cobre
something about her always looks hungry
and i want her so much i'll follow wherever she goes
but i don't see the thorns here for the rose
and high up/in Mexico
Curanderas bought her soul
now i see shadows/at high noon
and my heart changes/with the moon
she went to say Hail Marys down at the mission
says she's on the hook for the sin of sedition
what union she's running from just her confessor can tell
but today i have not heard them sound the bell
and high up/in Mexico
Curanderas bought her soul
now i see shadows/at high noon
and my heart changes/with the moon
oh, mother of pearl/birds of paradise
Sierra Madre earth/Cuernavaca night
and i feel a burning through her skin
branded by her tears
like an animal she cries out
but i see nothing
nothing in her mirrors
i try to tell her the things i can't show her
she drops the needle, the music takes over
we dance until the blood flows and the saints intervene
and she prays for just one night without any dreams
and high up/in Mexico
Curanderas bought her soul
now i see shadows/at high noon
and my heart changes/with the moon
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black Chrysler '71/slides by on the freeway
suicide doors and a hole in the floor
so you can see if you're enjoying the ride
new twist-off, hand on the wheel
get a jump on the weekend
40 riding shotgun 3-day beard dog tags and a picture of you
picture of you
smiling like you knew what this was what it was coming to
i tried to get through
but you're never home and you're never alone
what can i do
start talking after the tone/no name just a number
television turned up counterfeit C-cups
screenplay work on the side
she's playing for the long goodnight
i'm keeping the engine running
missionary drive-by no alibi
trying to picture anybody but you
picturing you
smiling like you knew what this was what it was coming to
i tried to get through
but you're never home and you're never alone
what can i do
breakdown on the 405/drivetime dj weekend
living in first gear nothing left to see
here nobody's leaving alive
one station spinning the dial
wall street's running the countdown
couple quarts low got nowhere to go with a
bullet and a picture of you
picture of you
smiling like you knew what this was what it was coming to
i tried to get through
but you're never home and you're never alone
what can i do
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word has come down/the clouds are gathering
electricity show/got a ticket for me
change in the weather, changin' his mind/finger to the wind
who will throw the switch and let me in
hey black robe/don't you darken my door
checked every page of your book/ain't no picture of me
and i know that you've come to lend a hand
got a passport stamped for the holy land
but i can't say no rosary
to someone who gave up on me
so just tell me now/what color is the sky
starfish/sunflower
i tried to reach you before they shut off the power
in these final seconds of this
very ordinary hour
well i been runnin' scared/about ten years gone
one step up on the long lean arm of the law
over the border, crossin' the line/no time left to pray
let the water come and wash my name away
well i been through the looking glass and down the rabbit hole
ain't no such thing as an eye for an eye
and you have watched it all come down to this
still you don't know what it means to shoot and miss
and you watch my candle goin' out
don't it even make you doubt
or think there but for the grace of god go i
starfish/sunflower
i tried to reach you before they shut off the power
in these final seconds of this
very ordinary hour
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my girl/she's got such bright blue eyes
and my girl/always brings me a surprise
she got such smooth and creamy
lies/so sweet/they're good enough to eat
and she hands them out/when i show up for trick or treat
she always turns a trick or two to teach me that i
don't know up from down in from out or left
a little to the right/she sighs when i give up without a fight
as she's running my red lights/she whispers hold on tight
Caroline/where do i sign up for her grapevine
is there anybody there/i can never trace her line
and she won't tell me her sign/i've got to make her mine
and i can tell/when she's coming
mmm, i ain't so dumb
there's a way that the earth moves
when some chick so wicked this way comes
she brings her earthquake weather
my pets put paws upon their eyes
and every time she climbs onboard
i'm sure my ship is going to capsize
she's a mutiny besides/i feel like Captain Bligh
Caroline/i swear i'm gonna leave that girl behind
you know it isn't fair/that she commits the crime
and i wind up doing time/i've got to make her mine
and she slides/offsides/no flags/she's wide
and suddenly i'm caught in her high tide
she's a walking homicide/drive-by/superspy/in hi-fi
she's a KGB undercover dragonfly
they call my flight/no strings/it's a green light
full-time free-fall/and i say ooh yeah it's alright
don't you wait up for me to call
Caroline/ain't scared of nothing/she's so fucking fine
she won't take me anywhere/'til it's after my bedtime
and she says she'll show me hers/if i show her my gold mine
Caroline
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once we stood in summer under Arizona skies
halfway to the border/i kept a weather eye
she said once i saw a butterfly/glowing velvet rust
but when i took it in my hand/it crumbled into dust
while we walked i hadn't noticed but we'd come upon the tracks
she came from down in Mexico and that freight train brought her back
tell me it's not so
summer blooms don't disappear beneath the winter snow
if we can feel electric once you know
it'll be there when we touch again
that voltage never goes
then i was in Morocco on a cloudy Atlas night
the fire was spitting sparks/we traded tenderness for sight
she raised her head then i could hear that far-off whistle blow
she looked at me/already i could feel the undertow
said i don't want to see you fading in another railroad car
someone told me once you can't catch lightning in a jar
tell me it's not so
summer blooms don't disappear beneath the winter snow
if we can feel electric once you know
it'll be there when we touch again
that voltage never goes
so i'm westbound on the coastal line
steaming towards the waves
will i be swept away again/will no one come to save me
i have been a whispered prayer/rolling down the years
and i have seen them turn away/laughter in my ears
why is my love wasted on so many rolling stones?
they have gathered nothing/and i am left alone
tell me it's not so
summer blooms don't disappear beneath the winter snow
if we can feel electric once you know
it'll be there when we touch again
that voltage never goes
it's been there all my life
it arcs through everything
i know
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hey Alabama, you sing as good as you look?
anyone can drop a line, lessee if you can set the hook
hey Margarita, they're counting down to last call
can i get you another, they tell me that you like 'em tall
oooh pistolera, sleepin' with a thirty-ought
must be daddy's little girl, you're born with it, can't be taught
i hear he took your mama, pay him back and keep the change
ain't nobody bulletproof/he's just always out of range
and everything that you say
may be used to stop you running away
can't take losing you to the other side
i'm bringing you back alive
hey senorita, been waiting for you by the phone
somebody got your lawyer/i guess you heard that he ain't home
heard you were stuck in Ensenada/runnin' from a 5 to 10
now i'm just waiting on a visa
come and look for you again
and everything that you say
may be used to stop you running away
can't take losing you to the other side
i'm bringing you back alive
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Radio Nowhere Oakland
ABOUT
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Radio Nowhere is a singer/songwriter-led band from
Oakland, California, in the United States. A friend told me that we sound like the missing link between Lyle Lovett and Led Zeppelin, and that sums it up pretty well.
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