Machete Kills

"When you are lonely, I will be lonely too."

"NOW DANCE YOU MOTHER FUCKERS!"

"It's not that I've been dishonest, it's just that I loathe reality."

"Spend a lot of time leitura books, go to the museums, watch old filmes and procurar the Internet. Make a folder of that things that you really love. I think this is the best way to start to figuring out. You will see that imagens will start make sense."

"Art is a lie and every dia I kill to make it true."

"When you make música or write or create, it's really your job to have mind-blowing, irresponsible, condomless sex with whatever idea it is you're writing...

1, 2, 3

Nowhere
Yeah we're going nowhere fast
Maybe this time, ill be yours you'll be mine
c-c-c-crazy, get your bunda in my bed
Baby you'll be, just my summer boyfriend
Summer boy

Lets get lost you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming o-o-off
Don't be sad when the sun goes down
You'll wake up and im not around
Ive got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We'll still have the summer after all

Sometimes, you might start a fight
But Im happy pretending we're alright (alright)
Sun glasses, cover up my green eyes
My martini glistens, yeah
While checking out other guys
Summer boy...

Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah

I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas please
Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me (I amor it)
Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh,
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got

[Chorus:]
Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like...

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, whoa

Whenever I'm dressed cool
My parents put up a fight
(Uh huh, uh huh)
And if I'm hot shot
Mom will cut my hair at night
(Uh huh, uh huh)

And in the morning
I'm short of my identity
(Uh huh, uh huh)
I scream Mom and Dad
Why can't I be who I wanna be?
(Uh huh, uh huh)
To be

I just wanna be myself
And I want you to amor me for who I am
I just wanna be myself
And I want you to know, I am my hair

[Chorus:]
I've had enough, this is my prayer
That I'll die livin' just as free as my hair
I've had enough, this is my prayer
That I'll die livin' just as free...

It's been a long time since I came around
Been a long time but I'm back in town
This time I'm not leaving without you
You taste like whiskey when you kiss me, oh
I'd give anything again to be your baby doll
This time I'm not leaving without you

You said sit back down where you belong
In the corner of my bar with your high heels on
Sit back down on the sofá where we
Made amor the first time and you said to me this

Something, something about this place
Something 'bout lonely nights and my lipstick on your face
Something, something about my cool Nebraska guy
Yeah something about, baby, you and...