paroles de chanson Los Banditos - Dunes

Started from the bottom and I'm there
Head on a swivel, high-noon sun glare
Dead man's hands black aces and eights
Jumping freights with a sunburned face

Bones they break, shotguns for the snakes
Rattle that talk that make a man lose face
Stole from the greats like Prometheus
Previous genius, provides for the devious
Who hate homogenous

What that word mean? Never mind that
Bric-a-brac slurred words, break a man's back
Bandana on the beard, kid be looking kind of weird
Had a 38 special in his pocket, no cap

Last words heard: yo, where Bill Grease?
Only kid wilder than the kid called Sweeps
One thing's certain, dead or alive
Los banditos got that vibe

Los banditos got that vibe
Los banditos got that vibe
Los banditos got that vibe
Los banditos got that vibe

Handsome is as handsome does
Drinking stiff and hanging loose
Hand in glove the noose was tight
The thread that hung the mother's goose

Bill Grease freak with em den of thieves
Whiffs that shit make a drowned man breath
Back in the times Erin's Isle spoke Greek
'Walked in the water without any feet

Hip hop nerds sing lovebird turds
R&B birds talk shit and get hurt
Snakebirds sing like moss turns green
Old Thompson kills them nightmare dreams

Skins of teeth's the quantity
Of figs I'd give to hear you breath
Slow to anger, quick off the mark
He'll dent your car for free

That's that shit, them kids get hits
Sweeps, Jack Pool and Grease ain't' missed
One thing's certain, dead or alive
Los banditos got that vibe

Los banditos got that vibe
Los banditos got that vibe
Los banditos got that vibe
Los banditos got that vibe

Handsome is as handsome does
Drinking stiff and hanging loose
Hand in glove the noose was tight
The thread that hung the mother's goose

Los banditos got that vibe
Los banditos got that vibe
Los banditos got that vibe
Los banditos got that vibe