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Sweet Jane, concierto filmado por Julien Schnabel



Sweet Jane

Standin' on a corner,
Suitcase in my hand.
Jack's in his corset, says to Jane, who's in her vest,
Me, babe, I'm in a rock n' roll band.
Friday night, s a picture show,
Those were different times.
And the poets studied rules of verse,
And all the ladies rolled their eyes

Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane

Now, Jack, he is a banker,
And Jane, she is a clerk.
And the both of them are saving up their money...
Then they come home from work.
Sittin' by the fire...
Radio just played a little classical music for you kids,
The march of the wooden soldiers
And you can hear Jack say

Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane, Sweet Jane

Some people like to go out dancing
And other people, (like us) they gotta work
And there's always some evil mothers
They'll tell you life is full of dirt.
And the women never really faint,
And the villans always blink their eyes.
And the children are the only ones who blush.
'Cause life is just to die.
But, anyone who has a heart
Wouldn't want to turn around and break it
And anyone who ever played the part
He wouldn't want to turn around and fake it

Sweet Jane
Songwriters: LEWIS ALLEN REED, LOU REED
Sweet Jane lyrics © SONY ATV MUSIC PUB LLC

Coffee and TV, lyrics

Este dibujo lo hice saliendo del concierto de Blur en el DF, octubre de 2015.



















"Coffee & TV"

Do you feel like a chain store?
Practically floored
One of many zeros
Kicked around bored
Your ears are full but you're empty
Holding out your heart
To people who never really
Care how you are

So give me Coffee and TV
History
I've seen so much
I'm goin' blind
And I'm brain-dead virtually
Sociability
It's hard enough for me
Take me away from this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start over again

Do you go to the country
It isn't very far
There's people there who will hurt you
'Cause of who you are

Your ears are full of the language
There's wisdom there you're sure
'Til the words start slurring
And you can't find the door

So give me Coffee and TV
History
I've seen so much
I'm goin' blind
And I'm brain-dead virtually
Sociability
It's hard enough for me
Take me away from this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start over again

So give me Coffee and TV
History
I've seen so much
I'm goin' blind
And I'm brain-dead virtually
Sociability
It's hard enough for me
Take me away from this big bad world
And agree to marry me
So we can start over again

Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again
Oh...we could start over again

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