The Chicharones все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

Twas the night before the bailout and all through the house
not a banker was stirring they were sleeping so well
the stocks were thrown around by wall street with care
in hopes that opportunity soon would be there

The ceos were nestled all snug in their beds
while visions of foreign women stripping danced in their heads
Now mom cries in a handkerchief what pops built collapsed

[Josh Martinez]
Well I've been up and down these same damn roads
And nothing ever seems to change
(And uh...) You grow a little older, then one day, your strange becomes mundane
Don't know how folks can do it day after day
What does it feel like to be here and not feel right?
Does it feel like fighting?
Does it serve to a nightmare?

[Chorus]

Little by little by little by little
I’m going crazy
Little by little by little by little
I’m going crazy

[Verse 1: Sleep]