Letra de Slag Heap
When I fall to sleep here I wake up in Spain When I go to bed there I open my eyes here againCan't dread the unravel Of time and space without warning I take the bed when I travel All the way to the morning Waking up in La AncampadaNow number one gets the finger Post calculation Numb and stunned in linger Most in consolation But no one is 100 percent sure anymore Only 99 percent will have to doSlag it off, slag it off Wake up in the gutter during running of the bulls Reciting in stutter, a whole new set of rules Slag it offEcho, echoEconomical plummet for the poor proletarian On the eve of the next summit, the lonely totalitarian Drenched in anxiety and soaked with exasperate Then waking up in Spain like any old expatSlag it off, slag it off Running with the bulls, waking in that spatter Making up the rules and acting like it matters Slag it offWhen I go to sleep here Me despierto en Espana