Idioma Origen:
Tell me tell me, Mother Jones
Tuesday comes and Tuesday goes
Tell me where the spirit goes?
goes...
The tender, the warmer ? the dealers' father time
I'm lookin' down in limbo and I see Joan of Arc
Surrender to the porno and listen to the cries
My people they ain't votin' see the pepsi man waltz
A victim of her freedom and that is what they say
I'm lookin in the mirror but it really isn't me
The diamonds on the monkeys the ladies in the trees
I'm lookin to the future I'm dancin' to the beat
Tell me tell me, Mother Jones
Tell me where the spirit goes?
Waiting for the risin' sun
Tuesday comes and Tuesday goes
The flowers in the valley are blowin' in the wind
They come in many colors but she prefers the green
She's running to the north pole with a packet in her seam
She's got to find the money smilin' at the deputy
I want you to find me the day that I'm not there
I'd like you to listen to the things that I've felt
(listen to me, listen to me)
I want you to sit here and hold me when I'm down
I'm lookin' to remember see the pepsi man waltz
Tell me tell me, Mother Jones
Tell me where the spirit goes?
Waiting for the risin' sun
Tuesday comes and Tuesday goes
Idioma Destino:
Tell me tell me, Mother Jones
Tuesday comes and Tuesday goes
Tell me where the spirit goes?
goes...
The tender, the warmer ? the dealers' father time
I'm lookin' down in limbo and I see Joan of Arc
Surrender to the porno and listen to the cries
My people they ain't votin' see the pepsi man waltz
A victim of her freedom and that is what they say
I'm lookin in the mirror but it really isn't me
The diamonds on the monkeys the ladies in the trees
I'm lookin to the future I'm dancin' to the beat
Tell me tell me, Mother Jones
Tell me where the spirit goes?
Waiting for the risin' sun
Tuesday comes and Tuesday goes
The flowers in the valley are blowin' in the wind
They come in many colors but she prefers the green
She's running to the north pole with a packet in her seam
She's got to find the money smilin' at the deputy
I want you to find me the day that I'm not there
I'd like you to listen to the things that I've felt
(listen to me, listen to me)
I want you to sit here and hold me when I'm down
I'm lookin' to remember see the pepsi man waltz
Tell me tell me, Mother Jones
Tell me where the spirit goes?
Waiting for the risin' sun
Tuesday comes and Tuesday goes