Heaven or Hell
Que ya nada importa que nada es igual
Que se te acabo, el vino y el pan
Y poquito a poco la ganas de amar
No se que paso, ni que pasara
A veces la vida nos trata tan mal
Yo aqui seguire, tu te marcharas
Dejando recuerdos, y el ultimo adios clavado en mi pecho
Fantasmas que muerden, cadenas que atan
Señales de una tempestad, sabor amargo soledad
Millones de sueños dormidos muriendo
El crudo invierno por llegar, la triste historia sin final
Y que puedo hacer, de que servira??
Ahogar esta pena querer
Headline Hustler
I got me a job on the local paper
Everybody there thinks I'm nice
But they'd better look twice
'Cos it isn't me
I wanna be
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
You keep writing me letters
But I haven't got time
I'm busy looking at photographs
But they'd better not be from the BBC
You're gonna hear from me
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
Better not turn around
I'll stab you in the back
And you don't know what I'm hiding
Under my plastic mac, under my plastic mac
I got a very good friend in the CIA
And he says that he never takes bribes
But he's telling lies
'Cos he's into me
He knows I wanna be
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
If your brother's wearing dresses
And your neighbour's swapped his wife
Well, I'm gonna make the headlines
With your private life
With your other wife
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker
Headline hustler
Scandal maker
Headline hustler
Money taker