martes

t h a t ' s




That's life (that's life),
That's what all the people say:
"You're ridin' high in April,
Shot down in May."
But I know
I'm gonna change that tune
When I'm back on top,
Back on top in June.

I said that's life (that's life),
And as funny as it may seem,
Some people get their kicks
Stompin' on a dream.
But I don't let it,
Let it get me down,
'Cause this fine old world,
It keeps spinnin' around.

I've been a puppet, a pauper,
A pirate, a poet,
A pawn and a king;
I've been up and down
And over and out
And I know one thing:
Each time I find myself
Flat on my face
I pick myself up
And get back in the race.

That's life (that's life),
I tell you I can't deny it.
I thought of quitting, baby,
But my heart just ain't gonna buy it.
And if I didn't think
It was worth one single try,
I'd jump right on a big bird
And then I'd fly.

I've been a puppet, a pauper,
A pirate, a poet,
A pawn and a king.
I've been up and down
And over and out
And I know one thing.
Each time I find myself
Layin' flat on my face.
I just pick myself up
And get back in the race.

That's life (that's life),
That's life and I can't deny it.
Many times I thought of cuttin' out
But my heart won't buy it.
But if there's nothin' shakin'
Come this here July,
I'm gonna roll myself up
In a big ball and die ...

My, my!
...

el gran tute

el gran tute
y la vida al desnudo