CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Who Will Save Your Soul (Live)
The grip on this 800-acre homestead in, uh, Homer, Alaska
Whenever I say the word "Homer" everybody goes "The Simpsons!"
It's so sad, hah
Nobody goes, "The philosopher"
But I was so lucky because you couldn't help but feel like you were something really special 'cause you were surrounded in such special things
These incredible mountains and the water
And these huge meadows
And even if you were having a bad day
You'd get out there and you're like
"You know, it's okay. I'm okay."
But it's hard in the cities
It's been hard for me, at least coming here
Like going to LA and seeing all the murder that goes on
All the crime, all the plucked eyebrows and puffy lips, and
It's just sad, it's ugly, really
It's kind of insulting to the senses
And you can't help but start feeling kinda down on yourself
Look what we've f**king done
Look what we've done to the Black people
Look what we've done to the Indians
Look what we're doing to the world
And it's a drag, you know?
Really, we're just beautiful by nature
People livin' their lives for you on TV
They say they're better than you and you agree
He says, "Hold my calls from behind those cold brick walls"
Says, "Come here, boy, there ain't nothing for free"
Another burger, another hotdog, some fries
And the wish in the well, hope your health don't go to hell, well
Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill, another cute cheap thrill
You know you love him if you put him in your will, but
Whenever I say the word "Homer" everybody goes "The Simpsons!"
It's so sad, hah
Nobody goes, "The philosopher"
But I was so lucky because you couldn't help but feel like you were something really special 'cause you were surrounded in such special things
These incredible mountains and the water
And these huge meadows
And even if you were having a bad day
You'd get out there and you're like
"You know, it's okay. I'm okay."
But it's hard in the cities
It's been hard for me, at least coming here
Like going to LA and seeing all the murder that goes on
All the crime, all the plucked eyebrows and puffy lips, and
It's just sad, it's ugly, really
It's kind of insulting to the senses
And you can't help but start feeling kinda down on yourself
Look what we've f**king done
Look what we've done to the Black people
Look what we've done to the Indians
Look what we're doing to the world
And it's a drag, you know?
Really, we're just beautiful by nature
People livin' their lives for you on TV
They say they're better than you and you agree
He says, "Hold my calls from behind those cold brick walls"
Says, "Come here, boy, there ain't nothing for free"
Another burger, another hotdog, some fries
And the wish in the well, hope your health don't go to hell, well
Another doctor's bill, a lawyer's bill, another cute cheap thrill
You know you love him if you put him in your will, but
