Paroles ... Hard rock, lourd & explosif. Solo guitare @1'55. Chanté en espagnol. ...Hard rock, lourd & explosif. Solo guitare @1'55. Chanté en espagnol. Rock band.
Mama!!! donde estas?te he buscado en todas partes y no se donde estás te he buscado entre los huesoste he buscado en el más allá Mama!!! a donde vas?parece que no entiendes, parece que te vas te has ido hasta el infiernoy no te dejan entrar Mama!!! vuelve ya!desde los sepulcros, tu puedes regresarsi es que este diablo idiota ya te dejo de amar... Mama!!!Mama!!!Mama!!!Mama!!!
Paroles ... Indie rock 80s/ big beat. Entrainant, déterminé, décalé & fun. ...Indie rock 80s/ big beat. Entrainant, déterminé, décalé & fun. Riff de guitare, synthé vintage, sound fx, clavier, brass, choeur féminin éthéré & voix dans un esprit hip hop.
Birhday party
Birthay brings in the big cake
Birthday party to my best friend
let me say one thang, we're coming !
party, rght now ,birthday party right now, right now !
ready or not we're coming, boy you better stop running
cause we're gonna get it, chop it on something.
Right now wanna say one thang, come say hello to my best friend
Cow boy boots like western.
ready or not we're coming, we don't play no games , happy birthday,
We don't play no games , happy birthday..etc etc...
Garage rock trailer. Intro with energetic beat & driving guitar riff. ...Garage rock trailer. Intro with energetic beat & driving guitar riff. Spirited, forceful, rebellious & obstinate. Garage band with an agressive surf feel & trailer FX. Adrenaline for extreme sport video & racing.
Alternative rock / garage. Catchy, déterminé, rapide, fougueux, ...Alternative rock / garage. Catchy, déterminé, rapide, fougueux, énergique & extraverti. Rock band avec un mécanisme d'horloge nerveux.
Paroles ... Energique, positif & percussif. 90's. Rock band avec chanteur & ...Energique, positif & percussif. 90's. Rock band avec chanteur & orgue.
Baby’s dancing all around this town Doing the hanky-panky and the twist But there’s a new one filling up her days and it’s sure to be the latest craze
My baby’s doing the two time Baby doing the two time My baby doing the two time Doing the two time
Duck around the corner and spin about Whip your hair and shimmy then scream and shout And there’s a new one filling up her days and it’s sure to be the latest craze
My baby’s doing the two time Baby doing the two time My baby doing the two time Doing the two time
Just like a baker or a monkey and his thief I’m going to steal this chance to break a brand new beat And you’ll be turning whirling like a jewel as the beat goes on And the beat goes on
My baby’s doing the two time Baby doing the two time My baby doing the two time Doing the two time
Hardcore / Punk rock / Alternative rock band. Unleashed, galvanized, ...Hardcore / Punk rock / Alternative rock band. Unleashed, galvanized, up-tempo & tense. Hammered & heavy build-up @1'23. Vehement & wild lead guitar climax @ 1'58. Heavy-handed & strong finale @ 2'30. Suggested for skate, extreme sports & video games.
Paroles ... Enigmatique, nocturne & obstiné. Fx reverb & delay. Chanteur, ...Enigmatique, nocturne & obstiné. Fx reverb & delay. Chanteur, guitare électrique distorsion avec pédale d'effet, theremin & rythmique.
Dans mon océan pacifiqueY’a des bugs et Y’a des clicks Y’a ma baleine Moby Dick Qui nage seule dans le bleu de l’antarctique Dans mon asile psychédélique Y’a un bug et même plus de déclic Y’a ma baleine Moby Dick Qui plonge, plonge dans le bleu de méthylène
La Haut-Haut où hurle le vent Y’a des barrières qui se brisent Et des coraux tout blancs qui se déguisent La Haut-Haut où hurle le vent Y’a des vagues de mots qui se soulèvent Et se perdent au loin Dans l’océan Au large des côtes de l’Afrique Y’a des sonars qui sondent la mer Et des sous-marins nucléaires Qui déclarent la guerre aux étoiles de mer Y’a des mers qui se meurent Dans des tourbillons de plastique Et ma baleine Moby Dick Qui nage seule dans le bleu de l’antarctique La Haut-Haut où hurle le vent Y’a des barrières qui se brisent Et des coraux tout blancs qui se déguisent La Haut-Haut où hurle le vent Y’a des vagues de mots qui se soulèvent Et se perdent au loin Dans l’océan Dans l’océan
English translation : IN MY PACIFIC OCEAN In my pacific ocean There are bugs and there are clicks There's my whale Moby Dick Who's swimming alone in the blue of Antarctica In my psychedelic asylum There's a bug and even more of the click There's my whale Moby Dick Who dives, dives in the methylene blue Up High, where the wind howls There are barriers breaking And white corals that disguise themselves
Up High, where the wind howls There are waves of words rising up And getting lost in the distance In the ocean Off the coast of Africa There are sonars probing the sea And nuclear submarines Who declare war on starfish There are seas that are dying In plastic whirlpools And my whale Moby Dick Who's swimming alone in the blue of Antarctica
Up High, where the wind howls There are barriers breaking And white corals that disguise themselves Up High, where the wind howls There are waves of words rising up And getting lost in the distance In the ocean In the ocean
Que mon corps casque et me trahisseQue le temps passe et me flétrisse Que ma vue perde l'horizon Que je te laisse sans réaction Que ma langue manque de salive Sur tes seins en forme d'olive Que tu me saches moins viril Que mon cœur lâche sur ton nombril
Toi tu seras toujours
Chair et canon Chair et canon
Quand je ne ferai plus le caniche Que je ne te toucherai plus ma biche Quand je ne serai plus le patron Que je ne serai plus qu'un vieux con Quand je serai au bord de la ruine Et qu'on me mettra sous morphine Quand je tomberai pour de bon Dans un coma aussi profond
Toi tu seras toujours
Chair et canon Chair et canon
Que mon corps casque et me trahisse Que le temps passe et me flétrisse Que ma vue perde l'horizon Que tu me laisses sans érection Que tu me saches moins viril Que mon coeur lâche sur mon nombril
Toi tu seras toujours Chair et canon Chair et canon
English translation :
CANNON FODDER May my body wither and betray me May time pass and wilt me May my vision lose the horizon May I leave you without response May my tongue lack saliva On your olive-shaped breasts May you know me less virile May my heart break on your navel
You will always be Cannon fodder Cannon fodder
When I won’t be poodle anymore When I won’t touch you any more my little deer When I won’t be the boss anymore When I will be just an old fool When I'm on the verge of ruin And when they put me under morphine When I fall for good Into a coma so deep
You will always be Cannon fodder Cannon fodder
May my body wither and betray me May time pass and wilt me May my vision lose the horizon May you leave me without erection May you know me less virile May my heart break on your navel
DOGS ARE IN THE CITY Dogs are in the city And it's not for having fun Mom and dad didn't give them treats So they're here to figure out Cats are drinking whisky And the night is coming down Dogs are in the city And they're not here for a run The masters didn't give them treats So they're here to figure out Cats are slack and sleepy And the night is coming down Cats are drinking whisky And the night is coming down
Boisterous lead guitar introducing an exuberant & visceral rock ...Boisterous lead guitar introducing an exuberant & visceral rock track. Heavy & crunchy. Recommanded for football, basketball, tennis, motor racing & extreme sports.
Hardcore / punk rock band. Tom intro. Incisive, urgent & implacable. ...Hardcore / punk rock band. Tom intro. Incisive, urgent & implacable. Lead guitar with fast & heavy drums. Build-up @ 0'59 with slashed & unstable rhythm. Menacing & hammered break @ 2'25 until explosive finale. For fight & extreme sports, motor racing & monster car.