Hoy recogida de trastos viejos
He llegado a casa después de unas cervecicas y una cena con una gente variopinta explicando qué son los boquerones y ... y me he encontrado con nuestros trastos viejos así que me he despedido de ellos.
Y ha sido un día "una burbuja interior", comida risiónica pero corta, muchos jefes, Arancha Sánchez, esas cosas.
Conspirando a ver cuántos visitantes de Europa puedes llevar de cañas... no son pocos pero desde luego nunca son todos.
Y llegué a casa y Hermo me esperaba con la cena... ha sido tan mona... así que me he jamado un par de rebanadas. El queso era muy bueno.
Y ahora estoy con mi estrategia de "un solo ojo, kevin pollak"
Al duermo!
Ah, tell me
What did I dream?
Cause nothing's as it seems
On the way back down, for me
What did I dream?
Cause nothing's as it seems
On the way back round, for me
Nothing's gonna keep me from my
What did I dream?
No one's gonna keep me from my
What did I dream?
We're on the one road
Maybe the wrong road
It's the road to fuck knows where
We're on the one road
Maybe the wrong road
But we're together now so I don't care
Nothing's gonna keep me from my
What did I dream?
No one's gonna keep me from my
No one'll fucking keep me from my
No one's gonna keep me from my
What did I dream?
And if I confide in you today
I know you don't believe a single word I say
I found solace in the flood
And everybody knew that I would
Cause I'm alright
And there's a slight crack in my chimney
So tell me
What did I dream? (x3)
Nothing's as it seems
On the way back round for me
What did I?
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