Los MITOTEROS!

miércoles, 2 de noviembre de 2011

LUCYing my Sanity...

Ringing on the doorbell of your lips
I could wait a millisecond everyday...NOT!
Sinking all my lust upon your image, 
liquid thoughts crawl into my skull.
Losing my sanity because of your staring eyes;
wishing the sun would lull our eyes together,
I remain in SHOCKolate Land
Laying in your bottomless-beauty-great-gigantic-seemingly-unreachable-earthquake eyes.
Losing my sanity... 


TELECOWBOY

Cabalgando las colinas bañadas de soledad,
Telecowboy lleva encima su infaltable celular.
Telecowboy cabalga la bolsa,
Telecowboy arrea sus vaquitas,
Telecowboy es un cyborg de verdad!
01-800-Muuuuuu-Snif!
Lady Technology has grabbed him by his balls,
he's hanging from thousand wires
in the neverending circuit halls
Telecowboy laza acciones y las vende,
Telecowboy has sex on the phone,
Telecowboy es un cyborg de verdad!
riding on his celular horse,
selling dust as a part-time job,
singing gossip-stories-half-truth songs,
dreaming one day he will have his own.