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LYRICS
01-UNSATISFIED
I’m ready for the lucky strike
I’m ready for the lucky strike
I’m ready for the lucky strike
The one I always thought
Just lucky people got
I’m listo para hacerlo now
I’m ready to jump real high
I’m ready to follow my dreams
I’m too tired to survive
I want to be just great
(Bis) first verse
I’m ready to quit my job Oh Yea!!!
I’m ready to fire my boss What’s that???
I’m ready to go on my own
‘cause I don’t need a pendejo
To tell me what to do
What is right or wrong
I’m so happy when I don’t work
But when I don’t work I’m sad
Because I miss you babe
When I don’t miss you I feel strong
But when I feel strong I don’t feel anything
Anything at all
Unsatisfied
Unsatisfied
UNSATISFIED
I think I gotta change my mind
I guess I have to fix my thoughts
I feel I like I gotta grow up fast
‘cause I’ve been all these years
Burbuja stuck and that’s fine, that’s all right
I’m ready for the hand of God what’s that???
The one against the English in ‘86
At the Mexican football field
Not in 1982 on the Malvinas field
Or the Falklands field
I’m ready for the lucky strike
I’m ready to jump real high
‘cause I hate this place,
I gotta get out to find my way
My own truth
Chorus
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP
02-TV
REALITY (THE NEW PLAGE)
A headache coming on
TV reality doesn’t help
Baby crying, cops coming to help the girl
Throughing her Husband in Jail
Click, another channel
Ron Jeremy dressed like an angel in diapers
Trying to get loser celebrity
To have the biggest orgy on earth
But it’s not a special day
It’s an afternoon on a regular day
Idiotic scenes blaring from the TV
I think I guess, I guess what it is
It’s the new plague
The new invasion
Click on, screw your life
You can’t turn it off
Passive aggressive
Passive aggressive attack
To our dreams, our lives
Pathetic rapper and his blonde alcoholic wife trash
Gambling and losing everything he thinks he has
She’s walking around naked, with bottle of vodka
Screaming and fighting she passes out on to the floor
Five frat brothers
Competing for twenty five thousand bucks
Eating live insects, drinking human vomit
Throwing themselves from an 80 story building
Socialite with her chubby daughter
Selling their lives for money and prestige
Plastic surgery, modeling and no job
Doorman talking about them
Chorus
How did we get to this point?
Was it because of MTV or what?
Or maybe ‘cause we are just hopeless people
Trying to find answers on the screen
Chorus
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP
03-ME
ACUERDO
Spanish version
Me acuerdo you crying
En la vieja cocina
Tus piernas cruzadas
Mano derecha en tu cabeza
Me senti muy mal por vos
Senti el peso de tu dolor
El de dejar tu trabajo
El que tuviste por treinta años
No tuviste opcion
Y una familia que mantener
Fue la primera vez que te vi llorar
Quiero abrazarte pero es too late
Here take the step
Don’t worry you’ll be great
I wish I said that sentence
I wish I was closer
To you that afternoon
Deberias haber corrido mas riesgos
No se si agradecerte o culparte
Esa fue tu decision
Pero todos vivimos con la misma
Muchas gracias por tu ayuda
Gracias por amar a la vieja and loving us
Gracias por no malcriarme y no comprarme
Lo que queria and get it for myself
Gracias por criarnos y no morir
Aquel 26 de Noviembre
Pero pucha que todavia no puedo
Abrazarte y decierte
I love you face to face.
English
version
I remember you crying
At the old kitchen table
With your legs crossed
Right hand holding your head
I felt so bad for you
And I felt the heavy pain
Of you leaving your job
The one you held for 30 years
You didn’t have a choice
But a family to support
Was the second time I saw you crying
I want to hug you but it’s too late.
Here take the step
Don’t worry you’ll be great
I wished I said that sentence
I wished I was closer
To you that afternoon
You should’ve taken more risks
I don’t know if I should thank you or blame you
That was your decision
And we all had to live with it
Thanks for your support
Thanks for loving mom and loving us
Thanks for not spoiling me and bringing home
All the things I wanted, and get them for myself
Thanks for raising us and not dying
That November 26th
But it sucks I still can’t
Hug you and tell you
I love you face to face
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP
04-JUGANDO
WITH GHOSTS
Spanish version
Tan cansao sin nada nuevo que hacer
Nadie con quien hablar
Todos los dias dale dale que laburar
Pero llega el domingo
Un pibe me pasa a buscar
Nos vamos al cementerio
Lunes, martes la misma historia
Miercoles siermpre igual
Preparo botines, camiseta y balon
Y aunque los muertos no juegan muy bien
Ahi estamos para para…
Jugar al futbol
Wo O O O
Jugando al futbol
Wo O O O
Jugando al futbol
Wo O O O
En el cementerio
Sin papeles
Gano para safar
Que le voy a hacer
Veo la tele todo es puro beisball
Extraño a mi gente
no puedo pensar
Y antes que ver a los muertos en Irak
Prefiero verlos jugar
chorus
English version
So tired, nothing better to do
Nobody to talk to
All week working non stop
But Sunday is here
And a friend comes to pick me up
We’re going to the cemetery
Monday, Tuesday the same story
Wednesday all the same
Put together my shoes, t-shirt and football
But even when the dead don’t play very well
We are there to…
Play football
Whoa o o o
Playing football
Whoa o o o
Playing football
Whoa o o o
In the Cemetery
Without papers
I can barely get by
What are you going to do
Turn on the TV? everything is baseball
I miss my people
I can’t think about it
And instead watching the dead in Iraq
I rather see them plyaing
Chorus
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP
05-WITHOUT
A CHOICE
We are already born
We are all going to die
There's no time to waste
So why the fuck don't you move your ass
People Know
Animals know
Even the plants know
Absolute is not the truth, wow!!!
What's the real truth you may ask?
Today you are Paul I say
Tomorrow who knows?
Noise is life
Silence is death
And music is in between
What's to make peace you want to know
Everyone is looking tired
Nobody is trying hard enough
Everyone is lost and sorry
But I guess it's just
How I see the world
I used to ask my mom
Why I'm the only man
She said she didn't decide that
But I had to live as one
That meant to stand up and fight
Even when I don't want to fight
Be a worthless toy of MEN
While THEY toy with our lives
Be just a number in the field
They'll never show up
Tear apart precious lives
And be fucking proud
You go away, your parents cry
You get separated, your wife and kids cry
You die, random People Cry
Death is for what we all cry
Chorus
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP
06-CABEZAS
DE PIEDRA
Las manos con grietas de sal
Las tetas caidas,
Porque no dan mas
Aveces no alcanza con educar
Sus pibes piden por demas
El pan no te alcanza
Si los golpes del guardian
Quien te quita lo bailao piba
Entre barro y techos de carton
Quien te roba las migajas
Te las devuelven en bonos contribucion
Rateros con nombres de esquinas
Deseando el 5
En carteras de feria
Dicen sus idolos de grasa
En alguna emisora radial
Queriendo ser cabezas de piedra
Para morir o matar
Quien te quita lo bailao piba
Entre barro y techos de carton
Quien te roba las migajas
Te las devuelven,
Devuelven
Quien te quita lo bailao piba
Entre barro y techos de carton
Quien te roba las migajas
Te las devuelven en bonos contribucion,
En bonos contribucion
En bonos contribucion.
Andrea Botti © 2006
07-I
WAS THERE, SO WERE YOU
Some people are lost and I can’t believe
How they don’t see the light ahead
People around you are always tired
I think you have to make a change
Make a change
Make a change
Make a change
Make a change
The right decision is hard to make
I’ll be the one by myself
The right decisions can’t wait
The future is here I want to stay
I want to stay
I want to stay
I want to be
Part of it
Life is too short I can’t believe
The time you are throwing into the trash
I can’t believe you don’t do much
That time is gone to never come back
I was there…
You hate the world you hate yourself
No piece inside quilombo outside
You are so passive that you can’t move
You have Energy enough to attack
I was there
I was there
You were there
We were there
I was there
To see you act
To see you screw up
I was there, so were You.
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP
08-FROM
SOMEWHERE TO TRACY AND BACK
I'm sorry I've been calling out to you today
But I've been thinking of you so much
I've been having nightmares about all that happened
It’s so hard to get by
I know I can but...
Nobody really knows what it feels like
I just want us to live in a world of peace
I couldn't say good-bye in the way I wished I could
I see your face everywhere and I’m breaking down
Don't you cry my child
Don’t you worry anymore
I'm fine here and in your heart
That's all it counts
I just want you to be strong
A man gave me this present
He found somewhere he said
And I'm singing it back to you
I know you're with me here
And Things are getting clear
But nothing is going to stop those memories
And bad thoughts
Good or bad and how hard is the sentence
I don't care anymore God Knows
You are gone for life and I'm here to find out
How I have to live my life I mean our lives
Don't you cry my child
Don't you worry anymore
This moment is all we need honey
Just sit down and listen to your voice
Don't you cry my babe
Don’t you worry anymore
Sing it for me and go to bed
And have nice dreams
Tomorrow it's going to be a nice day for my girl
I'll Always love you... good night
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP
09-CAROLINE
Hello,
How are you today?
Thanks for your music
It changed my day
Thanks for your song
I could understand
Because I'm feeling the same
I'm a little depressed
I'm scared
I can't share myself
My heartbeat's too fast
Please don't come close to me
Careful you can be hurt
Caroline your are still here
Girl you are so great
This is your song
And this is your place
Don’t give up now
Caroline you're still alive
And there is much to do
This world is with you
But,
I feel weak
I have four years left
That’s what the doctors say
My life is to short
And you are not available
I have to live it alone
You could be shocked
Literally
Like when your heart stops
So please don't come close
And keep your distance
I told you you could be hurt
Chorus
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP
10-@
A SUNDAY NIGHT
How could I be so selfish
To let you go downstairs to cry
So hard that I woke up
How could I think that you are fine
When you see me unhappy all the time
Struggling with the world
But you are not mad at me
You’re scared
About the future
I say it’s Ok
It’s going to be ok, you say great
Is going to be great I say “yes”, great
Needing support you tell me
“You’ll give me support” I can’t believe
How stupid I was to let you down
I say “I love you” and you say
I’m the love of your life
I keep on hugging you
You keep on crying
What was I thinking?
You are so vulnerable
Especially in this moment
Waiting for the expected day
She is coming
And there is not way back
We are both worried
She is coming
And there is not way back
We are worried
But love never looks back
We feel much better now
At least I feel do
I suppose you do too
I guess
I’m not living in your shoes.
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP
11-BAD
MEMORY
keep
forgetting
How beautiful you are
I keep forgetting
What a perfect life we have
From night to day
You changed little life
I keep forgetting
How lucky I am
I keep forgetting
How much I have done
I keep forgetting
So much more to come
To thank you at nights
To be a new born at dawn
Leave the door open
To someday see the light
I keep forgetting
I have all the time
I keep forgetting
That I should slow down
To keep perspective
Present in my life
To go outside
To see where I stand.
Contramano © 2006 EL CACHO/ASCAP