Dorothy
Mala Rodríguez
Dorothy
Ain't nothing I can do
Just keep on here on the yellow brick road
Like a hobo in the middle of the shore, bet you can't catch me
By force, no
No one's in the way, why kill 'em all?
Just gotta wake 'em up real calm
With soft sounds, with voices full of warmth, like my heater
A bridge, if you don't dare to cross it
Erase it from the list of wonderful things
Made by man, by beavers
There's the victim, there's the hitman
There's the rival, there's the adversary
Giving thanks to anniversaries, children's games
Penitentiary system
We'll make an ode to all those involved, who hurt me
Break the rules, write comments
Who wants a barking dog when you have the radio
Learn the alphabet without fear, call the sheriff now
Crimes against humanity to file away
Young hymens to destroy
In a vegetative state, love me
Moral paradox, little angels come visit me
Take me with you, I want to leave
I want to go play
Ain't nothing I can do
Just keep on here on the yellow brick road
Like a hobo in the middle of the shore, bet you can't catch me
By force, no
Things get ugly when someone thinks
They can shout, they can hit
They can kill, the end is justified
There's a retirement home
The morning-after pill
Concentrated mango juice
I'd shoot too under pressure like that
Day after day, I'd do the same
Who's god to judge?
You have a piano and don't know how to play it, you have a life and don't know how to use it
Thinking of going back, now I have to leave
I need to be, I'll melt my gold
I'll make a ship full of buttons and keys
I'll bring my tools to play without looking like an outcast
Ain't nothing I can do
Just keep on here on the yellow brick road
Like a hobo in the middle of the shore, bet you can't catch me
By force, no nooo, I get on my knees
Bet you can't catch me
By force, no nooo, I get on my knees
Bet you can't catch me
By force, no no