
Cuerdas, gargantas y cables
I use my throat
And I use my head
And Ill do it, do it, do it, do it
Until Im dead
Just a blue, blue train
Racing through my brain
Buts a long runaway
Trying to make me insane
We use throats, strings
We all use cables
To live our lives
Thats the game boys
Is about fight or die
Were going on up, and up, and up
Rockn roll kings
It only marginally interest me
Its all the same
Its all the same