Virgin Prunes - Baby Turns Blue

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Baby Turns Blue
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IimsciWwHHk

Mary be so proud, things that are not allowed
To take your own life, stab it with a knife
They put you in a box, send you up to heaven

Oh what to do, not to feel and who are you?
Oh what to do, not to feel and who are you?
Give me money, give me sex
Give me food and cigarette
Oh what to do, not to feel and who are you?
Oh what to do, not to feel and who are you?
What should we do if baby turns blue?

You broke my heart, it came in two
The faculties of a broken heart
I go out on Monday, looking for a Tuesday
Nothing ever makes much sense
You don’t seem to make much sense
Shooting out in someone's dream
Shooting out in something else

It was an accident, I didn't mean it
It was an accident, I didn't mean it

Oh what to do, not to feel and who are you?
Oh what to do, not to feel and who are you?

John had a bomb and he lit it in his head
Went to bed for seventeen weeks
Took too many drugs now he don’t eat
They put you in a box and send you up to heaven

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Querida Fica Azul

Mary é tão orgulhosa, coisas que não são permitidas
Tirar sua própria vida, apunhalar com uma faca
Te põem num caixão, te enviam para o paraíso

Oh o que fazer, não sentir e quem é você?
Oh o que fazer, não sentir e quem é você?
Me dê dinheiro, me dê sexo
Me dê comida e cigarro
Oh o que fazer, não sentir e quem é você?
Oh o que fazer, não sentir e quem é você?
(O que devemos fazer se a querida ficar azul?)

Você partiu meu coração, ele virou dois
As faculdades de um coração partido
Eu saio na Segunda, procurando por uma Terça
Sempre nada faz muito sentido
Você não parece fazer muito sentido
Disparando no sonho de alguém
Disparando em outra coisa

Foi um acidente, eu não quis dizer isso
Foi um acidente, eu não quis dizer isso

Oh o que fazer, não sentir e quem é você?
Oh o que fazer, não sentir e quem é você?

John tinha uma bomba e ele a acendeu na cabeça
Ficou de cama por dezessete semanas
Tomou tantas drogas que agora ele não come
Te põem num caixão e te enviam para o paraíso

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