songs about the city no. 01

It Doesn't Matter

Who never knew enjoyment
Who ever learned to keep lunatic rules
I had a partner, he learned to do it
No one was calling and now he's dead.
He never felt the pride of dissipation
He never lied, he never saw a light.
He was a fool, so absolutely different
Seems to be a never ending fight.
I'm not aware of that man in Tijuana
I wouldn't care of anything he wants.
It doesn't matter, that we are feeding our illusions.
It doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter, that we are pealing our feelings.I
t doesn't matter.
A lack of time for celebrations
I am not aware of you
Drop me at that filling station
Go to hell, it's not for me.
Realize a silent motion
Creature of the living dead
Let me out of obligations
Take your time to fill your head.I
'm not aware of that man in Tijuana
I wouldn't care of anything he wants.
It doesn't matter, that we are feeding, it doesn't matter.
It doesn't matter, that we are pealing, it doesn't matter.
When tears fall.


By Bigod 20
disco: Steel Works!

*Un recuerdo de mi etapa industrial, mid80´s & early 90´s. I really love this song. Y no, nunca supe porque no le tenía miedo al hombre de Tijuana (o porque se suponía que debía temerle).