Vlaanderen Boven 2002
TenÃÂa las historias de cartón.
Su vida era una fábula de lata,
Sus ojos eran luces de neón.
Y nunca tengas fe,
Que sus mentiras pueden traer dolor.
Ella era un tÃÂpica inocente,
Zapatos, negros, medias de algodón,
Que sólo era feliz en el colegio,
Que nunca tuvo en su piel amor.
Inútil es decir
Que lo que le dijeron lo creyó.
Que raro saber el fin de nuestra historia,
Algunos lo podrán imaginar,
La niña que sin pena y sin gloria
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Be Good Johnny
Skip de skip, up the road
Off to school we go
"Don't you be a bad boy Johnny
Don't you slip up
Or play the fool"
"Oh no Ma, Oh no Da,
I'll be your golden boy
I will obey ev'ry golden rule"
Get told by the teacher
Not to day-dream
Told by my mother:
Be good Be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (Johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good (Johnny)
Be good be good.
"Are you going to play football this year, John?"
"No!"
"Oh, well you must be going to play cricket this year then,
are you Johnny?"
"No! no! no!"
"Boy, you sure are a funny kid, Johnny, but I like you! So tell me,
what kind of a boy are you, John?"
I only like dreaming
All the day long
Where no one is screaming
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good be good (Johnny)
Be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
Be good be good be good
be good be good be good
be good be good be good
be good be good be good
Johnny!