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Registros en vivo de varios shows dados por Sin Etiqueta en Buenos Aires y Córdoba.
Covers de las canciones que nos moldearon la vida.

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released July 6, 2015

Tracks 1 a 8: Originalmente por Sublime.
Track 9: Originalmente por Rancid.

Voz y Guitarra: Pako Obieta
Bajo: Bruno Bernardi
Batería en Tracks 1, 8 y 9: Tulio Astenia
Batería en Tracks 2,3,4,5,6 y 7: Gonza Manel
Guitarra en Track 9: Artu Escudero

Tracks 1, 8 y 9: Grabadas en Vivo en Casa Babylon, Cordoba el 13/12/2014.
Tracks 2,3, 4, 5 y 6: Grabadas en Vivo en Makena Cantina Club, C.A.B.A. el 9/4/2015.

Ilustración de portada: Tiempo de Tintas:
www.facebook.com/pages/Tiempo-de-tintas/148463705358824?fref=ts

Más Sin Etiqueta en www.sinetiqueta.com.ar

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Sin Etiqueta Buenos Aires, Argentina

Sin Etiqueta es sinonimo de buenos tiempos.

Combinando influencias de Sublime, Rancid, Transplants, NOFX y el estilo de vida de California, este trio de Reggae Rock invita al publico a pasarla bien y hundirse en el espiritu del verano en la playa. ... more

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Track Name: Wrong Way
Annie's 12 years old, in two more she'll be a whore
Nobody ever told her it's the wrong way
Don't be afraid with the quickness you'll get laid
For your family get paid
It's the wrong way
I gave her all that I had to give
I'm gonna make it hard to live
(Big) salty tears running down to her chin
And it ruins up her make-up
I never wanted
A cigarette pressed between her lips
But I'm staring at her tits
It's the wrong way
Strong if I can, but I am only a man
So I take her to the can
It's the wrong way
The only family that she's ever had
Is her seven horny brothers and a drunk-ass dad
He needed money so he put her on the street
Everything was going fine until the day she met me
Happy are you sad, wanna shoot your dad
I'll do anything I can
It's the wrong way
We talk all night, try to make it right
Believe me shit was tight
It was the wrong way
So run away if you wanna stay
Cause I ain't here to make ya, oh no
It's up to you what you really wanna do
Spend some time in America
Dub style!
She'll give you all that she got to give
But I'm gonna make it hard to live
Big salty tears rollin' down to her chin
And it smears up her make-up
I never wanted
So we ran away
And I'm sorry when I say, that straight to this very day
It was the wrong way
She took a hike it don't matter if I like it or not
Because she only wants the wrong way
I gave her all that I had to give
But she still wouldn't take it, oh no
Her two brown eyes are leaking like a sieve
But it still ruins her make-up
I never wanted
Track Name: Foolish Fool / Get Ready
"Foolish Fool"

Crazy, crazy
Crazy fool
Cra--zy fool

If she thinks that she
Gonna dispose my world
I'd-a-be a crazy, crazy, crazy,
Crazy fool
Cra--zy fool

My love for you,
Was oh, so strong
We went together,
For oh, so long

I might have complained about this misery, yeah
Is this the way,
this's supposed to be? ('Spossed to be now)

Foolish, foolish
Oh you're just a...
Foolish... girl

Oh foolish, foolish, foolish
Oh you're just a...
Cra--zy girl

If she thinks that she
Is gonna take you from me
Gotta be a...
Crazy, crazy, crazy,
Cra--zy fool

Cra--zy fool
Track Name: S.T.P
All that I need
Look at all the love that we found, oh
I won't run and pull one jack move
They love her for the Kingston sound,

Flava flav and I-C-E
Once said somethin' that made me
Want to burn my liquor store down to the ground
But I just can't leave the pad
Cause I'll surely wind up dead
Cause I know they're out there waitin'
And watchin' for me

Still I got my yellow cat
And my wooden baseball bat
And my shiny silver gat
And if my homie got my back
Then I've got

All that I need
Look at all the love we've found, oh
I won't run and pull no one jack move
They love her for the Kingston sound

Oh

I wont slip and I won't trip
Send Matt Vargas to regrip
While I'm wrenchin' on my ride
In that secret pad where we hide
There's always lotsa fun stuff to do
Like relax and design a brand new tattoo
Play with my crossword puzzle book
I'm even learnin' how to cook...

Have you seen [little] whore, baby
Someone said that she stole my freddie
And then she made off with my last clean rig
I'm gonna kill that fucking ditch pig
So what?
Outta my, outta my, outta my, outta my secret pad
Cause I know you're talkin bout me makin it
hard to live cuz I
don't no want no dick dont want no money down
My secret tweaker pad is now the hottest pale spot in town
I just take it nice and easy,
Don't want no sheriff breakin' down the door to raid me cause

All that I need
Look at all the love we've found, oh
I wont run and pull the one jack move
They love her for the Kingston sound,

Baby wanna give me kisses sweet,
Only for a night with no repeat
Baby you wanna leave and never go
Oh but your taste of honey is worse than none at all
Track Name: DJ´s
All of the d.j.s surely have taken lessons
Start talkin trash and i'll come with my smith & wesson
A little competition comes my way but it always winds up the same
"the stone that the builder refuse shall be the head cornerstone"
Ain't nothin wrong ain't nothing right
And still i set and lie awake all night
All of the d.j.s surely have taken lessons
Try talkin trash and i'll come with my smith & wesson

Enough d.j.s come with enough stylie
But when i bust my lyrics we all know it's wicked-wily.
Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
But still i sit and lie awake all night

You better be strapped with the gat
If you wanna walk with me, bound to come down
With the new stylie, rockin rubadub know as reggae music
Gotta come down with some new lyrics
Cause it just ain't nothing, oh i said it's been a real long time

Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
And still i sit and lie awake all night
Rubadub blender a new mixer
I am the one with d.j. with enough flavor
Hear my dub... lord have his grilled cheese.
I ain't jamaican, but i ain't no freak
Caught the man eno with the one pound bag o' tweak
And called him ghost rider every time you see him he fulfill the danger

Ain't nothin wrong, ain't nothing right
And still i sit and lie awake all night
Dred gotta a job to do and he might fulfill his mission
To see his pain would be his greatest ambition
We will survive in this world of competition
To make sure we have our ammunition...bo bo bo bo...go go go go...

I won't wait so long
I said i won't wait so long
For you
Stop your messin around,
Better think of your future
Time to straighten right out
Or you'll wind up in jail
Track Name: Ebin / Date Rape
Out my window cool and bright
Fade so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed

Ebin was a cooly that I used to know
Now he's down with the PLO
He's cold kickin it live with the KKK
No xxx, No JFA

Cooly was sportin' black denim shoes
Dealing he was looking for something to use
With a pistol in his pocket and a bottle of booze
Well, it could be me or it could be you
Oh feels like my whole life is rearranged

Oh Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you...
Oh how you changed
Oh you changed,
Oh how you changed

I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It's plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi
He was a Nazi yeah, yeah, yeah

Hooked on crack just the other day
Now he's down with the CIA
We got covert operation in Vietnam
Making hits and assasination he's long gone

He went down to protect his country
Eat Mexican food and makes lots o' money
Come back a God and drive a big white car
And take himself a plane down to Nicaragua
Well it feels like I'm the only one to blame

Oh Ebin you changed
Ebin, Ebin, Ebin, Ebin you
Oh you changed,
Oh you changed,
Oh how you changed

I give you a hard time, didn't want to stay
Got outta jail just the very next day
It's plain to see my friend Ebin is a Nazi
He was a Nazi yeah, yeah, yeah

Out my window cool and bright
Day so slowly into night
Funny how things look the same
Now that my friend Ebin's changed
Track Name: BadFish
When you grab a hold of me
Tell me that i'll never be set free
But i'm a parasite creep and crawl i step into the night.
Two pints of booze
Tell me are you a badfish too? are you a badfish too?
Ain't got no money to spend
I hope the night will never end
Lord knows i'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
Baby your a big blue whale
Grab the reef when all duck diving fails
I swim but i wish i've never learned
The water's too polluted with germs
I dive deep when it's ten feet overhead
Grab the reef underneath my bed
It's underneath my bed
Ain't got no quarrels with god ain't got no time to grow old
Lord knows i'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef

Ain't got no quarrels with god. ain't got no time to get old
Lord knows i'm weak
Won't somebody get me off of this reef
Track Name: Seed
Janie always said I was a mess
Sorry bout that mess
I made her bleed
I'm planting my seed
Still I knew it could take it if I opened up the rhythm
I knew it could make it
I hope her parents love her
So feelin the acid on the brain
Still I got that frame I made
Her bleed yeah she wants that lovin you see
Well if you live you wanna give or get old
And if you never knew that we get old you live it up
You get old believe me when I say
It's the same shit everyday
But I got to know my place
And if you don't it smacks you in your face
I know I know her parents love her
So billyed back in 1983 what did you do for me
I made her bleed
I'm planting my seed
I knew we could make it
I only knew that the bitch would break it I hope her parents love her
So my God look at me
If he had to go I know
I know I'm barely lovin' my holy creed
You never knew that was what you need
Oh my god honestly believe it or not its a disease.
Track Name: Olympia W.A
Hangin' out with Lars down on 6th street
he knew I was in trouble
I was feeling much like the devil
there was something burnin' deep inside of me

ran into three Puerto Ricans
these girls took us to the funhouse
where we played a lonely pinball machine

hangin' on the corner of 52nd. and Broadway
cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way

New York City well I wish I was on a highway
back to Olympia...

I'm having a hard time understanding
it gets all too demanding
she's all gone and I'm stranded
something burning deep inside of me

all I know it's 4'o'clock and
she ain't never showed up
and I watched a thousand people go home from work

how many times will it take me
before I go crazy
before I lose everything
something burning deep inside of
me ran into three Puerto Ricans
those girls took us to the funhouse
I don't wanna be alone again.