Artista

Sumo

CORPIÑOS EN LA MADRUGADA - REEDICIÓN

1993

4 TELÉFONOS / WHITE TRASH

Night is down in insect town
i’m sitting here glued to the glowing tube
tedious, tedium, flowing slow
i’m crying for something I could really use

We’re worker ants, or ants with wings
saying "God I’m high" or "Christ, I’m late"

Asking girls and women
"won’t you show us the way
to crumple sheets and naughtier things?"
But it’s sad, so sad

The old people never had not quite so bad
and it,s sad, sad, sad

The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
the sadness of shooting away your bloom

And of old crumpled men
in their workday suits
and telephones ringing
in empty rooms

All the birs have flown from the uptown
and a family I know has built an ark

It’s been raining long
in a steady flow
and newspaper headlines read bad and stark
but is sad, so sad

The old people never had not quite so bad
and it,s sad, sad, sad

The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
the sadness of shooting away your bloom

And of old crumpled men
in their workday suits
and telephones ringing
in empty rooms

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People of Babylon, if you want to be wrong
you’ve got to be strong
if not you’ll go down
down, down down

You can bite the hands that feeds you
spit in the face of those who needs you
but when you’re old, who is gonna feed you
when you’re on your own?

I hear my black brothers every day
saying how they’ve been put down in so many ways
well, what about us Rasta?
some of us been treated just the same way
I look around and all I see is

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

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

Ska, Ska...
Skabadubadu
Ska, Ska
Skabadubadu

People of the Argentine
you eat your meat everyday
and you dress so fine
what about your brothers in Africa
dying, starving
all of the time?

You can bite the hands that feeds you
spit in the face of those who needs you
but when you’re old, who is gonna feed you
when you’re on your own?

I hear my black brothers every day
saying how they’ve been put down in so many ways
well, what about us Rasta?
some of us been treated just the same way
I look around and all I see is

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

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