Indio Solari - El Perfume de la Tempestad

El Tabano en la Oreja

Así estaba escrito el guión
Vos debías ser feliz
Todo un Simón Le Bon, Bon, Bon

Chispeante, un poco burlón
Con muy poquito valor
Luego te hiciste brotar, ¡letal!

No se renace libre así
Con esa extraña máscara
Con tanto esplendor voraz

Con la jeringa jugás
Con tu sangre dibujás
En la espuma de tu rico chopp

No sos el fruto de un error
Atrayendo la atención
Hacés tu trabajo bien

Zapatones de combate grises
Y anteojitos de material boy (boy, boy, boy)

Tu corazón de barro va
Persiguiendo una ficción
En la que sos un diablo siempre leal

Muy fácil de reclutar
Perdido por el black-jack
Con tu nariz ligera sin secar

Actos parecidos vi
Hacés como que morís
Por lo visto lo hacés bien

Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Alberto Solari
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