LETRA: Night is down in insect town I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube Tedious, tedium, is flowing slow About the crying for something I could really use We're worker ants, or we're ants with wings? Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late" Asking girls and women Won't you show me the way? To, crumple sheets and naughtier things But it's sad, it's so sad Old people shouldn't take it quite so bad, I know But it's sad, sad, sad Well the sadness of a long dead star on late night TV The sadness of shooting away your bloom And of old crumpled men in their workday suits And telephones ringing in empty rooms All the birs have flown from the pocket town And a family I know, has built an ark It's been raining long in a steady flow And newspaper headlines read bad and stark It's sad, it's so sad Old people never had it quite so bad And it's sad, sad, sad Well the sadness of a long dead star on late night TV The sadness of shooting away your bloom And of old crumpled men in their workday suits And telephones ringing in empty rooms, okey Ska, ska, skabadubadem Ska, ska, skabadubadem Ska, ska, skabadubadem Ska, ska, skabadubadem Ska, ska, skabadubadem Ska, ska, skabadubadem Skein, skein, skabadubadem Skein, skein, skabadubadem Skein, skein, skabadubadem Skabadubadem, skabadubadem I said, people of Babylon Well if you wanna be wrong, you've gotta be strong Cause if you don't you fall down, down, down Well, you bite the hands that feeds you Spit in the face of those who need you Don't you know when you're old, who is gonna feed you, when you're on your own? I hear my black brothers tell me every day About how they've been put down in so many ways Well, don't you know rasta? We've been treated just the same way I look around and all I see is White trash in a Babylon White trash in a London White trash right here in Buenos Aires town, yeah White Trash in a rich man White Trash in a Babylon White Trash, were we're living, Hurlingham, Hurlingham! Yeah! Ska, ska, skabadubadem Ska, ska, skabadubadem Ska, ska, skabadubadem Skein, skein, skabadubadem Skein, skein, skabadubadem Skein, skein, skeinbadubadem People of the Argentine You easy eat your meet everyday You're looking so fine Don't you know what's happening to You're going down all the time Cause you bite the hand that feeds you Spit in the face of those who need you Don't you know when you're old, who is gonna feed you, when you're on your own? I hear my black brothers tell me everday About how they been put down in a so many ways Don't you know rasta? Some of us been treated in just the same way I look around and all I see is White Trash, in a Babylon White Trash, in a London White Trash, acá! in Buenos Aires town!, you better belive it White Trash, in a fishingskid White Trash, in a Twinkcenham White Trash, were we're living, Hurlingham, c'mon baby, Hurlingham! Yeah! Okay
Toda mi vida me culpe de no nacer antes para verlo en vivo a Luca pero hoy lo sigo faneando como si lo hubiera conocido desde el '97, lo llevo en mi corazón como en mi trapo de cada toque El tano más increíble que pudo haber pisado este hermoso país 🇦🇷 Gracias Luca por siempre y para siempre ❤️
Yo lo escucho de guachin a sumó pero esté tema lo escucho cuando fumó unas flores es decir todos los días jajaja.aguante Luca Prodan un adelantado para la época genio total esté es el mejor de todos
Sumo - Teléfonos / White Thrash (Corpiños en la Madrugada) Night is down in insect town I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube Tedious, tedium, flowing slow I'm crying for something I could really use We're worker ants, or ants with wings Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late" Asking girls and women "Won't you show us the way To crumple sheets and naughtier things? " But it's sad, so sad The old people never had not quite so bad (not this way, anyway) And it,s sad, sad, sad The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV The sadness of shooting away your bloom And of old crumpled men in their workday suits And telephones ringing in empty rooms All the birs have flown from the uptown And a family I know has built an ark It's been raining long in a steady flow And newspaper headlines read bad and stark But is sad, so sad The old people never had not quite so bad. SKa ,Ska,.... People of Babylon, if you want to be wrong You've got to be strong If not you'll go down Down, down down You can bite the hands that feeds you Spit in the face of those who needs you But when you're old, who is gonna feed you When you're on your own? I hear my black brothers every day Saying how they've been put down in so many ways Well, what about us Rasta? Some of us been treated just the same way I look around and all I see is White trash in a Babylon White trash in a London White trash right here in Buenos Aires town Ska, Ska... People of the Argentine You eat your meat everyday And you dress so fine What about your brothers in Africa Dying, starving All of the time? Well you can bite the hand... I look around and all I see is White trash in Birmingham White trash in Twinckenham White trash where I live in Hurlingham.
Toda la influencia que trajo Luca Prodan a la Argentina es tremenda, hizo evolucionar el rock nacional con el reggae el punk el post punk, junto con Virus Federico moura para mí lo mejor del 80 , compartieron a petinato en su momento, después fueron amigos de Pappo Michel peyronel los riff los redondos y de Calamaro a pesar que Luca Prodan no lo podía ni ver a Miguel Abuelo y Cerati con Calamaro y hasta con V8 supo tener buena onda gracias a Pappo sobre todo, después Luca no se fumaba a ninguno ni Charly ni Cerati con soda ni violadores y bueno tampoco le cabía Miguel Abuelo pero si Calamaro, y de Spinetta dijo que era un buen tipo pero que flasheaba mucho con la música que debía ser más normal , pero Luca sabía de lo que hablaba porque el trajo mucha influencia de europa y se la enseñó a Mollo Arnedo dafunchio sokol troilo petinato y Calamaro y redondos también.
De Noche Tomando una birra con la mina que amas ... E incentivandola ala acción ... con mirarla nomás... Y para la previa es lo más está canción se los recomiendo
este tema me hizo relexionar una banda de cosas que quizas antes no me rescataba
posiblemente la mejor canción de sumo una obra maestra de pe a pa, magnifica!
estaba pensando eso... capaz sea la mejor canción de sumo
Piel de gallina cuando empieza White Trash 😭
Luca vive 20/07/23 más presente que nunca,gracias por tanto geniooooo
LETRA:
Night is down in insect town
I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube
Tedious, tedium, is flowing slow
About the crying for something I could really use
We're worker ants, or we're ants with wings?
Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late"
Asking girls and women
Won't you show me the way?
To, crumple sheets and naughtier things
But it's sad, it's so sad
Old people shouldn't take it quite so bad, I know
But it's sad, sad, sad
Well the sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
The sadness of shooting away your bloom
And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
And telephones ringing in empty rooms
All the birs have flown from the pocket town
And a family I know, has built an ark
It's been raining long in a steady flow
And newspaper headlines read bad and stark
It's sad, it's so sad
Old people never had it quite so bad
And it's sad, sad, sad
Well the sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
The sadness of shooting away your bloom
And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
And telephones ringing in empty rooms, okey
Ska, ska, skabadubadem
Ska, ska, skabadubadem
Ska, ska, skabadubadem
Ska, ska, skabadubadem
Ska, ska, skabadubadem
Ska, ska, skabadubadem
Skein, skein, skabadubadem
Skein, skein, skabadubadem
Skein, skein, skabadubadem
Skabadubadem, skabadubadem
I said, people of Babylon
Well if you wanna be wrong, you've gotta be strong
Cause if you don't you fall down, down, down
Well, you bite the hands that feeds you
Spit in the face of those who need you
Don't you know when you're old, who is gonna feed you, when you're on your own?
I hear my black brothers tell me every day
About how they've been put down in so many ways
Well, don't you know rasta?
We've been treated just the same way
I look around and all I see is
White trash in a Babylon
White trash in a London
White trash right here in Buenos Aires town, yeah
White Trash in a rich man
White Trash in a Babylon
White Trash, were we're living, Hurlingham, Hurlingham! Yeah!
Ska, ska, skabadubadem
Ska, ska, skabadubadem
Ska, ska, skabadubadem
Skein, skein, skabadubadem
Skein, skein, skabadubadem
Skein, skein, skeinbadubadem
People of the Argentine
You easy eat your meet everyday
You're looking so fine
Don't you know what's happening to
You're going down all the time
Cause you bite the hand that feeds you
Spit in the face of those who need you
Don't you know when you're old, who is gonna feed you, when you're on your own?
I hear my black brothers tell me everday
About how they been put down in a so many ways
Don't you know rasta?
Some of us been treated in just the same way
I look around and all I see is
White Trash, in a Babylon
White Trash, in a London
White Trash, acá! in Buenos Aires town!, you better belive it
White Trash, in a fishingskid
White Trash, in a Twinkcenham
White Trash, were we're living, Hurlingham, c'mon baby, Hurlingham! Yeah!
Okay
Gracias por la letra
Amoo escucharla?¿
Si no se te eriza la piel, ahí no es...
luego de recorrer el mundo, esta es su reflexión de la sociedad Argentina
QUE TREMENDA CANCIÓN PARA LA SOLEDAD EXISTENCIIAL¡¡¡LUCA¡¡¡
Directo a la crisis existencial post-juerga😅, gracias Luca
Teléfonos que suenan en habitaciones vacías... (Tremenda la soledad visceral de luca me encantan esas canciones melancólicas como luces rojas )
En Pinar se tiro el pelado a la pileta....y no salia....en el Dorrego eramos 30 ...UNA BANDA DEMASIADO PODEROSA. Luca Vive....
Toda mi vida me culpe de no nacer antes para verlo en vivo a Luca pero hoy lo sigo faneando como si lo hubiera conocido desde el '97, lo llevo en mi corazón como en mi trapo de cada toque
El tano más increíble que pudo haber pisado este hermoso país 🇦🇷
Gracias Luca por siempre y para siempre ❤️
ufff temon de los que perduran para siempre, eterno el pelado y los sumo
INCREIBLE QUE ESTA OBRA MAESTRA TENGA TAN POCOS LIKES QUE PENA...
Yo lo escucho de guachin a sumó pero esté tema lo escucho cuando fumó unas flores es decir todos los días jajaja.aguante Luca Prodan un adelantado para la época genio total esté es el mejor de todos
banco
uno de los mejores temas del rock Argentino y en español.
suena un poco gracioso que digas en español cuando Lucas en esta canción canta en inglés xd
@@malleus.aezakmi6061 Es Luca sin s, y además, el 90% de la banda habla español, y es creación de argentina...
😂
Jajajaja que buen debate
rock jajajajajajaj
Mirando el mundo. Kayla...❤❤❤❤❤🐶💋🔭😎
Querido pelado Luca, más vivo que nunca ❤
Que canción increíble, aguante SUMO
Aguante Sumo!!!
Gracias Luca
vuelvo por mi dosis diaria
Este temamos me parte. Graxc x la música 🎶
Algun alma generosa que subtitule este temón??
GRACIAS LUCA
Hurlingham !!
luca tirando factosss
me fumo unas flores con white trash y me lavanto a la rubia mas milipili de la argentina te lo juro
Con flores cualquiera. A ver si encaras careta
Flash! Tipo increíble
Sumo - Teléfonos / White Thrash (Corpiños en la Madrugada)
Night is down in insect town
I'm sitting here glued to the glowing tube
Tedious, tedium, flowing slow
I'm crying for something I could really use
We're worker ants, or ants with wings
Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late"
Asking girls and women
"Won't you show us the way
To crumple sheets and naughtier things? "
But it's sad, so sad
The old people never had not quite so bad
(not this way, anyway)
And it,s sad, sad, sad
The sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
The sadness of shooting away your bloom
And of old crumpled men in their workday suits
And telephones ringing in empty rooms
All the birs have flown from the uptown
And a family I know has built an ark
It's been raining long in a steady flow
And newspaper headlines read bad and stark
But is sad, so sad
The old people never had not quite so bad.
SKa ,Ska,....
People of Babylon, if you want to be wrong
You've got to be strong
If not you'll go down
Down, down down
You can bite the hands that feeds you
Spit in the face of those who needs you
But when you're old, who is gonna feed you
When you're on your own?
I hear my black brothers every day
Saying how they've been put down in so many ways
Well, what about us Rasta?
Some of us been treated just the same way
I look around and all I see is
White trash in a Babylon
White trash in a London
White trash right here in Buenos Aires town
Ska, Ska...
People of the Argentine
You eat your meat everyday
And you dress so fine
What about your brothers in Africa
Dying, starving
All of the time?
Well you can bite the hand...
I look around and all I see is
White trash in Birmingham
White trash in Twinckenham
White trash where I live in Hurlingham.
Canción sagrada
Toda la influencia que trajo Luca Prodan a la Argentina es tremenda, hizo evolucionar el rock nacional con el reggae el punk el post punk, junto con Virus Federico moura para mí lo mejor del 80 , compartieron a petinato en su momento, después fueron amigos de Pappo Michel peyronel los riff los redondos y de Calamaro a pesar que Luca Prodan no lo podía ni ver a Miguel Abuelo y Cerati con Calamaro y hasta con V8 supo tener buena onda gracias a Pappo sobre todo, después Luca no se fumaba a ninguno ni Charly ni Cerati con soda ni violadores y bueno tampoco le cabía Miguel Abuelo pero si Calamaro, y de Spinetta dijo que era un buen tipo pero que flasheaba mucho con la música que debía ser más normal , pero Luca sabía de lo que hablaba porque el trajo mucha influencia de europa y se la enseñó a Mollo Arnedo dafunchio sokol troilo petinato y Calamaro y redondos también.
Aaaleeevooosooo!!!
Temooonn!
Grande lucas prodan hoy sinpree🙋
tengo depresion xd
GENESIS 1.1. Los angeles caidos...... 🍎
🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌🙌👏👏👏👏👏👏👏
De Noche Tomando una birra con la mina que amas ... E incentivandola ala acción ... con mirarla nomás... Y para la previa es lo más está canción se los recomiendo
y con merca
No se puede tapar el sol con una mano las caretas caen las montañas se derrumban cosas de madre terra
Aguante sumo manga de soplavelas
Mollo no estaba aca?
estaba Germán Daffunchio
Mollo todavía no estaba , en esta álbum había un solo guitarrista que era germán daffunchio
El vocalista de las pelotas
3:59, magia