Chica Molotov
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Chica Molotov
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Me dijo que la Luna
Era un queso
Que colgaba de los dedos
De un magnate de este mundo
Me dijo que hasta el mar ya tenía precio
Que se vendía por desechos
En las industrias del futuro
Del futuro
Tu guerra sin cuartel
Mi chica Molotov
Manda pajaritos blancos
Aeroshima cada mes
Y me hablabas del che
Y su revolución
Que sembró por los caminos
Con su fuerza y condición
Me dijo que su Dios
Es un marsista
Que bush ser capitalista
Binladen es un pacifista
En este mundo surrealista
Y que el viento es un pobre Diablo que
Se apodera de lo que respira
De lo que respira
Mira que al final
Que contrariedad
Tu globalizas mi sueño
Yo soy tuyo y nada más
Aún en contra De
Tus luchas y demás
Tu capitalizas besos
Mi chica Molotov
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Hector James Quintero performs "Chica Molotov", and this lyric page sits inside the Hector James Quintero catalog on LyroVerse.
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