Baile De Los Locos

Voodoo Glow Skulls Baile De Los Locos Lyrics
1.Bullet Proof


2.Los Hombres Nollaran


3.Motel 6

Friday, we're bored because there's no place to play
The promoters are fucked because we can't draw a crowd
Practice all week to play in my living room
Gigging once a month where no one likes what you do
I'm drivin' down magnolia
I see it's like a shrine
Drive up to the window,
I won't waste any more time
Grab for the key, the key to the future
Pass out the fliers and clear the furniture
We'll invite the manager if he don't pull the plug
Set up the equipment and the band
We'll cut the rug if the cops come
There's got to be a place that's suited right for us
That has no tight wad owner who pays us 15 bucks
I wanna kick him in the butt....
Motel six.... Room 29 Motel Six....
Fun all the time Motel Six....
Keep the money to ourselves Motel Six


4.No Where Left To Go

I have no choice but to be confined
Stagnant like a fish in a bowl
It's more of a struggle just to survive
Life is too short just to sit around
Don't give up because of your past
Pick up all those stepping stones
What's all this hype about everyone's talking like there is....
Nowhere left to go
Some never see the desert
Some never see the woods
All these people talking about
There's no where left to go
Some never see the ocean
Some never see the snow
We've got all these people talking about
There's nowhere left to go
Trying to escape
The concrete jungle is a life long task
Some take it for granted
In the end they find there's nowhere left to go


5.My Soul Is Sick

Teary-eyed and cannot cope
The walls are tumbling down
Looking for a fix
Because older brother stole the dope
Waking up in desperation
The destination's unknown
Try to fight the willpower
Ignore the voices in your head

Another man fights,
For what isn't his
A woman cries,
For all her kids

Take your position for the rat race
Cast in all your votes
Give the key to the individual
That can lie and spend the most

Another man fights,
For what isn't his
A woman cries,
For all her kids
Another man fights,
For what isn't his
A woman cries,
For all her kids

My soul is sick
My soul is sick
My soul is sick
My soul is sick

They say you have a voice
And they say to let that voice be heard
All these years of screaming
Haven't even struck a nerve
Children are having children
The homeless rule the streets authority is out numbered
Soon blood will flow in the streets

Another man fights,
For what isn't his
A woman cries,
For all her kids
Another man fights,
For what isn't his
A woman cries,
For all her kids

My soul is sick
My soul is sick
My soul is sick
My soul is sick

My soul is sick and tired of you
My soul is sick and tired of you
My soul is sick and tired of you
My soul is sick and tired of you, you, you, you, you, and you

Another man fights,
For what isn't his
A woman cries,
For all her kids
Another man fights,
For what isn't his
A woman cries,
For all her kids


6.Feliz Navidad

Feliz Navidad.
Feliz Navidad.
Feliz Navidad.
Prospero Ano y Felicidad.

Feliz Navidad.
Feliz Navidad.
Feliz Navidad.
Prospero Ano y Felicidad.

We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas.
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas.
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas
From the bottom of our heart.

We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas.
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas.
We wanna wish you a Merry Christmas
From the bottom of our heart.

Ho ho ho