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Voz, Drums, Sintes, Pensamientos dirty, Bootyshaking, El Jefe..

 

 

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Voz, Angel, Bitchydancin´ .

 

 

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Scratches, Spooky sounds, prendedor de partuzas, crowd manager.

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Próximas Fechas

Santiago, Chile
02 Dic 2011

Centro Cultural Amanda.

Santiago, Chile
16 Dic 2011

Gala Tunacola, GAM.

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Letras

Sudamerican Rockers

Sudamerican Rockers
We are the sudamericano rockers
we ́re just some crazy motherfuckers
y estamos aqui por el body shaking
coolo shaking good times

 

We come out hard and do it our way
And we can ́t wait until it ́s Friday
`Cause you can feel it in the air this town is ready to burn

 

We are the sudamericano rockers
we ́re just some crazy motherfuckers
we ́re in the business of the body shaking
Merry making good times

 

We come out hard and do it our way
And we can ́t wait until it ́s Friday
`Cause you can feel it in the air this town is ready to burn

 

So bring your boys and bring your girls
`cause we are going to celebrate
We ́re gonna walk you to the sunny side of the street
So clap your hands and make some noise if you know what i mean

 

So bring your boys and bring your girls
`cause we are going to celebrate
We ́re gonna walk you to the sunny side of the street
And you know, and you know, and you know

 

You can trust us
We won ́t let you down
So come and get what you need
So we can start it up

 

And you can trust us
There ́s no stopping us
We gonna move on
We got to burn bright

 

You got to trust us
You got to move on
You got all you need
So you can start it up

 

And you can trust us
You can trust us
 ́cause we are, we are

 

We are the sudamericano rockers...

 

Mr. Tunacola


Hey mister Tunacola hit that bass, hit that bass
Hey mister Tunacola

 

Why don ́t you come to my house with your friends, with your friends
Why don ́t you come to my house with the
(x2)

 

`Cause i only wanna hear you kick that old school break
You put a smile on my face, you got to .........and
we could live in neverending Saturdays
So come and take me away, you got to

 

Hey mister Tunacola hit that bass, hit that bass
Hey mister Tunacola

 

Why don ́t you come to my house with your friends, with your friends
Why don ́t you come to my house with the

 

And everybody knows the plan ain`t gettin better so just
Take me somewhere else and let`s forget about the weather `cause it`s
No fun, no fun for me
(x2)

 

`Cause i only wanna hear you kick that old school break
You put a smile on my face, you got to
And we could live in neverending Saturdays
So come and take me away, you got to

 

Hey mister Tunacola hit that bass, hit that bass
Hey mister Tunacola

 

Why don ́t you come to my house with your friends, with your friends
Why don ́t you come to my house with the
(x2)

 

Showbisnes


I want to live in the showbisnes world
Grabar un par de hits and grab my boots and hit the road
Wake up un día en Bali y otro día en Frisco
And you know, girl ya nada volverá a ser lo mismo

 

I just wanna be a showbisnes girl
Make it snap and spread my name all over the world
Ponle play a tu boombox and let ́s make it happen
So let ́s go, so let ́s go, so let ́s go, so let ́s go, GO!!

 

Dreaming of the showbisnes
Living in the showbisnes
Oh-oh-oh
O-o-o-o-oh
(x2)

 

We came to live in the showbisnes world
Make it snap`n spread our names all over the world
Wake up un día en bali y otro día en Frisco
And you know, boys ya nada volverá a ser lo mismo now

 

We`ll make it happen, you know we ́ll make it happen
we`ll make it happen and you know we ́ll make it happen
We ́ll make it happen and you know it ́s gonna happen
So hit some bombo clap clap boom so i can have my show, GO!!

 

Dreaming of the showbisnes
Living in the showbisnes
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-o-oh
(x4)

 

Polaroid Flashbacks

 

Polaroid Flashbacks is the name
Como una flick from back in the days
Cuando era chico fuckin` in the block
Zippin` Fanta Frut just to hit that spot

 

Let me take you down for a ride
Destination wayback
Soñando bajo el sol
En las calles que quedaron atrás

 

Déjame acordarte de una vieja canción
Donde hubo una vez un país que floreció
Construído sobre nubes justo bajo el sol
Donde alguna vez reinamos tu y yo

 

Vivíamos juntos en un globo aerostático
Cruzando el espacio en busca de un tesoro mágico
Pero fuimos perdiendo el rumbo
Y nos caímos en un sueño profundo

 

Polaroid flashbacks...

 

Cuando llegue el tiempo avísame
Cuando llegue la hora despiértame

 

Lotaedra

 

While the morning air is breathing
The sun in my face
All the places i`ve been missing
they come and stay

 

Dancing shining lights
that glowing sparkle you bring back

 

Silent dreaming mind
Dont wanna wake up easily too fast

 

Every little piece of landscape
Is melt into gold
Burning up all of my senses
And breaks up the dawn

 

Far away, beyond
Illumination draws infinite skies
Treasures i may keep
So safe like memories that wont ever sleep

 

Let skies grow stars into your soul

 

Primavera Now!!


Look up to the sky
And feel the sun come shining down on me
And the music

 

Come onto the back seat
Wanna make you feel that chill go down your spine
Like lovers feel

 

Y yo no quiero ser tu boyfriend
So gimme some sugar and skip the talking
`cause i know you`re feeling kinky freaky hot

 

Primavera now boys and girls in bloom
And the city is hot and the feeling`s good
like choco panda breakdowns in the summer

 

And the drums spit the beat
And the boys wanna freak
Fuck around, make some love
For the thrill of it, for the thrill of it

 

Look up to the sky...
Come onto the back seat...

 

Y yo no quiero ser tu boyfriend
So gimme some sugar and skip the talking
`cause i know you`re feeling kinky freaky hot

 

Primavera now boys and girls in bloom
And the city is hot and the feeling`s good
like choco panda breakdowns in the summer

 

Like in the summer, like in the summer
Like waiting for the summer

 

And the drums spit the beat
And the boys wanna freak
Fuck around, make some love
For the thrill of it, for the thrill of it

 

Primavera Now

Contacto

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Ricardo Luna - tunacola@gmail.com
Nay Jiménez nay.jimenezz@gmail.com