Letra de Aluminum Can
Crush me down an aluminum can Poke me with a fork o'er half baked yam Toss me in the frying pan I would never bite the hand If I could be sure o' the hand that feeds meDoop-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo Doop-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo Doop-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo Doop-doo-doo, doo-dooFeeding frenzy on prescription words Swallowing the silence that returns Following in footsteps Petrified by time Under madness are familiar facesAnd you are just a semblance of before Following the dust and calling it more These are the seeds These are the seeds that beseech the leaves for coverHiking canyons where people have fallen These are places where some learn to fly Breaking, escaping Molds that are growing Stepping over, cutting off the tiesAnd you are just a semblance of before Following the dust and calling it more These are the seeds These are the seeds that beseech the leaves for coverDoop-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo Doop-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo Doop-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo Doop-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo