The Matador (마타도어) by Rolfe Kent [ost] (2006) by Rolfe Kent (보컬) on maniadb.com

Te estan buscando matador!

Me dicen el matador, nacio en Barracas
si hablamos de matar mis palabras matan
no hace mucho tiempo que cayo el Leon Santillan
y ahora se que en cualquier momento me la van a dar
donde estas matador ?

Me dicen el matador me estan buscando
en una fria pension los estoy esperando
agazapado en lo mas oscuro de mi habitacion
fusil en mano, espero mi final

la cana te busca matador
la cana te prende matador...

matador!, matador!, donde estas matador?
matador! matador!, no te vayas matador!
Matador, oh yeah
matador!, matador!

Viento de libertad sangre combativa
en los bolsillos del pueblo la vieja herida
de pronto el dia se me hace de noche
Murmullos, corridas aquel golpe en la puerta,
llego la fuerza policial

mira hermano en que terminaste
por pelear por un mundo mejor
Que suenan, son balas,
me alcanzan, me atrapan, resiste,
Victor Jara, no calla.

Matador!, matador! matador te esta buscando
matador! matador! matador te estan matando
Matador... oh yeah matador, matador .. valiente matador

Me dicen el matador de los 100 barrios portenos
no tengo por que tener miedo mis palabras son balas
balas de paz, balas de justicia
soy la voz de los que hicieron callar sin razon
por el solo hecho de pensar distinto, ay Dios
Santa Maria de los Buenos Aires si todo estuviera mejor

Matador!, matador! si todo estuviera mejor
matador!, matador! a donde vas matador?
matador!, ohh yeah..
matador!, matador!

It's not unusual to be loved by anyone
It's not unusual to have fun with anyone
but when I see you hanging about with anyone
It's not unusual to see me cry,
oh I wanna' die
It's not unusual to go out at any time
but when I see you out and about it's such a crime
if you should ever want to be loved by anyone,
It's not unusual it happens every day no matter what you say
you find it happens all the time
love will never do what you want it to
why can't this crazy love be mine
It's not unusual, to be mad with anyone
It's not unusual, to be sad with anyone
but if I ever find that you've changed at anytime
it's not unusual to find out that I'm in love with you
whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh

You ain't no punk, you punk.
You wanna talk about the real junk?
If I ever said (BEEP) I'd be banned
'Cause I'm your garbageman.

Well if you can't dig me, you can't dig nothin'.
Do you want the real thing, or are you just talkin'?
Do you understand?
I'm your garbageman.

Yeah, now it's up from the garage and down the driveway.
Now get outta your mind or get outta my way.
Now do you understand? Do you understand?
Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i
The bird's the word, and do you know why?
You gotta beat it with a stick.
You gotta beat it 'til it's thick.
You gotta live until you're dead.
You gotta rock 'til you see red.
Now do you understand?
Do you understand?
I'm your garbageman.

Aw, dump that on mine...

Yeah it's just what you need when you're down in the dumps.
One half hillbilly and one half punk.
Eight long legs and one big mouth.
The hottest thing from the north to come out of the south.
Do you understand?
Do you understand?

Whoo, I can't lose with the stuff I use,
And you don't choose no substitutes.
So stick out your can
'Cause I'm your garbageman.

Louie, Louie, Louie, Lou-i
The bird's the word, and do you know why?
You gotta beat it with a stick.
You gotta beat it 'til it's thick.
You gotta live until you're dead.
You gotta rock 'til you see red.
Now do you understand?
Hmmmm?
Do you understand?
Do you understand?
All right, now go!