Beef

Platinum

Album: La Bohème [2002]
Author: David Rodríguez © Elefant Publishing

OK. All our ideals are just a word

That can not filled  a bad pop song

But we want the top of the charts

We still have hope

We sell our souls, if we had soul

You buy our time, this useless hour

At last we sing: pa para pa a  pa para pa

 

Your dream is over

We are your revolver

It's in the letter

That we wrote together

Your dream is over

We are your revolver

It's in the letter. Let's sing it

 

Yes, We made it for you

TV is better when we appear

Your dream is over, we are your revolver

Let's sing it again, let's do it again

 

Your dream is over

We are your revolver

It's in the letter

That we wrote together

Your dream is over

We are your revolver

It's in the letter. Let's sing it