Jealousy

Jealousy my devil Jealousy my hell Jealousy insomnia Jealousy sleep well Innocence is heaven Innocence is hell Innocence in everyone Innocence is dead Four and twenty black boys Singing in the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free My angel, my devil My hell, my heaven My storm, my calm My photograph, my palm Four and twenty white boys Singing in the the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free I've been your preacher I've been your boy I've been your teacher I've been your joy I've been your drunk I've been your home I've been your rock You've been my stone Four and twenty poor boys Singing in the street Getting high on most things Wishing they were free

Celos

Celos mi diablo Celos mi infierno Celos mi insomnia Celos duerme bien Inocencia es el cielo Inocencia es el infierno Inocencia esta en todos Inocencia es muerte Veinticuatro chicos negros Cantando en la calle Drogándose con todo Deseando que fueran libres Mi angel, mi diablo Mi infierno, mi cielo Mi tormenta, mi calma Mi fotografía, mi palma Veinticuatro chicos negros Cantando en la calle Drogándose con todo Deseando que fueran libres He sido tu predicador He sido tu chico He sido tu maestreo He sido tu alegría He sido tu borracho He estado en tu casa He sido tu roca Tu haz sido mi piedra Veinticuatro chicos negros Cantando en la calle Drogándose con todo Deseando que fueran libres