Telefonos Sonando En Habitaciones Vacías by Sumo, tabs and chords at PlayUkuleleNET

Telefonos Sonando En Habitaciones Vacías

by Sumo

Biography:

El italiano Luca Prodan llegó a la Argentina en 1981, procedente de Inglaterra, tras haber aceptado la invitación de su viejo amigo Timmy McKern. Se sintió atraído por la idea y por el paisaje, por lo cual decidió viajar hacia las sierras cordobesas que le mostraban la postal que había recibido de su ex compañero de estudios. Años después en algunos reportajes, Luca diría que llegó a Argentina "para huir de la heroína", droga dura que ya le había costado la vida a una de sus hermanas y que a él lo tuvo en coma a fines de los '70.

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Night is down in insect town
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I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube
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Tedious tedium flowing slow
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I'm crying for something I could really use
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We're worker ants or ants with wings
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Saying 'God I'm high' or 'Christ I'm late'

Asking girls and women
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Won't you show us the way
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To crumple sheets and naughtier things '
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But it's sad so sad
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The old people never had not quite so bad

not this way anyway
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And it s sad sad sad
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The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
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The sadness of shooting away your bloom
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And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
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And telephones ringing in empty rooms
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All the birs have flown from the uptown
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And a family I know has built an ark
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It's been raining long in a steady flow
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And newspaper headlines read bad and stark
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But is sad so sad
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The old people never had not quite so bad
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And it s sad sad sad
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The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
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The sadness of shooting away your bloom
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And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
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And telephones ringing in empty rooms

Cambia a ritmo de ska

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SKa Ska
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People of Babylon if you want to be wrong
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You've got to be strong

If not you'll go down
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Down down down

You can bite the hands that feeds you
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Spit in the face of those who needs you
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But when you're old who is gonna feed you
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When you're on your own

I hear my black brothers every day
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Saying how they've been put down in so many ways
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Well what about us Rasta
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Some of us been treated just the same way

I look around and all I see is

White trash in a Babylon
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White trash in a London
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White trash right here in Buenos Aires town

White trash in Twinckenham
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White trash in Birmingham
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White trash where I live in Hurlingham
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Solo
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Ska Ska
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People of the Argentine
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You eat your meat everyday

And you dress so fine
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What about your brothers in Africa

Dying starving
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All of the time

Couse you can bite the hands that feeds you
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Spit in the face of those who needs you
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But when you're old who is gonna feed you
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When you're on your own

I hear my black brothers every day
Dm
Saying how they've been put down in so many ways
Em
Well what about us Rasta
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Some of us been treated just the same way

I look around and all I see is

White trash in a Babylon
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White trash in a London
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White trash aca in Buenos Aires town

You've got a bilieve it

White trash in Twinckenham
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White trash in Birmingham
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White trash where I live in Hurlingham

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