Letra da Música Motorcades de Bell X1

You say I get a little nasty
You say I'm just showing off
In front of the visitors
You say I'm going for cheap
Cheap laughs

He's my offstage prompter
It's true, he helps me connect
With my big napoleon
I don't know what that's about
What was that about?

We will receive you in the good room
That still smells of pledge
Pictures of our smiling faces
Stations of the cross of teeth
And puberty

She cries at motorcades
She cries at motorcades
She cries at motorcades
She cries

Now before you start
I'm not making fun
People cry at the strangest things
Mine is the venezuelan national anthem

So many deepest of feelings
So much emotional porn
Public declarations
Windy words that fill the sails
Of empty vessels

She cries at motorcades
She cries at motorcades
She cries at motorcades
She cries
She cries at motorcades
She cries at motorcades
She cries at motorcades
She cries

What is it that gets her?
Is it the strong arm of the state?
Little flags and outriders
Shiny gloves that part the sea
Of little people

Or is the getting
From a to b? (but it's the least we can do)
Behind tinted windows (to ease your passage)
Carry the weight of the world (leave us in this)
Carry the weight of the world (blissful ignorance)

(Blissful ignorance)
(She cries)