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La música de Carrusel Deportivo
Disc 1
01. Levels (radio edit)
02. Moves Like Jagger
03. International Love
04. You da One (album version)
05. Big In Japan (Radio Edit)
06. Deep In Love (Radio Edit)
07. Club Rocker (Play & Win radio version)
08. Control (radio edit)
09. Coconut Tree
10. Weekend (radio edit)
11. Hangover
12. Starships (edited version)
13. Never Be Alone
14. Disco Dancer (Simon original radio mix)
15. Domino
16. Breathing
17. Call Me Maybe
18. Stronger (What Doesn’t Kill You)
19. Twilight
Disc 2
01. Every Teardrop Is a Waterfall
02. Baby You Don’t Wanna Know
03. The Suburbs
04. Undercover Martyn
05. Your English Is Good
06. Love Like Rockets
07. You! Me! Dancing!
08. Chelsea Dagger
09. Mr. Brightside
10. In the Shadows (radio edit)
11. New York, New York
12. Smooth Criminal
13. Blurry
14. The Bad Touch
15. Kryptonite
16. Celebrity Skin
17. My Favourite Game
18. Buddy Holly
19. Zombie
In the suburbs I, I learned to drive
And you told me we'd never survive
Grab your mother's keys, we're leaving

You always seemed so sure
That one day we'd be fighting
In a suburban war
Your part of town against mine
I saw you standing on the opposite shore
But by the time the first bombs fell
We were already bored
We were already, already bored

Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling again

The kids want to be so hard
But in my dreams we're still screaming
And running through the yard
When all of the walls that they built
In the seventies finally fall

And all of the houses they built
In the seventies finally fall
Meant nothing at all?
Meant nothing at all
It meant nothing

Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
And into the night

So can you understand
Why I want a daughter while I'm still young?
I want to hold her hand
And show her some beauty
Before this damage is done
But if it's too much to ask
If it's too much to ask
Then send me a son

Under the overpass
In the parking lot, we're still waiting
It's already passed
So move your feet from hot pavement
And into the grass
'Cause it's already passed
It's already, already passed

Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can't believe it
I'm moving past the feeling again

I'm moving past the feeling
I'm moving past the feeling

In my dreams we're still screaming
We're still screaming
We're still screaming