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This Is Junkcore - Bendito Pop Vol. 2
Disc 1
01. Esplendor en la Hierba
02. Los Cuatro Vientos
03. Las Palabras no Funcionan
04. Lejos de Casa
05. Tiene que pasar
06. Me da Igual!!
07. Olímpicos
08. Miento Menos
09. Lloviendo a Mares
10. Cielo Drive
11. Beirut a las Ocho
12. La cena
13. Turin
14. El Baile del Diablo
15. Vacío
16. De Princesas y Susurros
17. Adiós
18. Souvenir
19. Contracorriente
20. Siempre Te Quise
Disc 2
01. Radio Wonderful
02. Trouble Maker
03. What’s Wrong With Modern Youth?
04. Stand Together
05. Vulcan
06. Loaded Heart
07. Karma
08. Rascal
09. Denial
10. Strong
11. City Lights
12. El Fantasma de La Transición
13. The Bright Side
14. Kangaroo
15. Txusma (Remix)
16. Jimmy Legs
17. Underground Star
18. Anyone Home
19. The Dark Side of Desire
20. Save As
21. Alarma
22. Dangerous Bimbow Acusicas
Disc 3
01. A Dream of Her
02. Kookaburra
03. Take Me
04. Passenger Seat
05. They Kill the Actor in the End
06. Like a Bird
07. Too Late
08. Fluorescent Lights
09. Our Life Is Not a Movie or Maybe
10. Just Remember I’m a Woman
11. You’ve Been Gone
12. Underheart
13. Time Here Runs Too Slow
14. Kissing Like It’s Love
15. I Never Thought I Could Feel This Way for a Boy
16. Saint About to Fall
17. Get Burned
18. The Wounded
Disc 4
01. I Discovered America
02. Do It
03. What’s Left Behind
04. Ain’t No Hidin’ Love
05. All My Friends Are Crazy
06. Feed That Train
07. In the Gravel Yard
08. Cool Day
09. The Day John Sattler Broke His Jaw
10. Sweet Light
11. Borow Your Cape
12. Ain’t No Reason
13. Atlanta
14. Three Barrels Full
15. Wasted on You
16. St. Nick on the Fourth
17. I’m Your Man
18. Did You Ever Have a Dream Like Mine?
19. Dance for Me
There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it every day

Preachers on the podium speaking of saints
Prophets on the sidewalk begging for change
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape
Cursing my name

I gotta a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing
You can spend your whole life working for something
Just to have it taken away

People walk around pushing back their debts
Wearing paychecks like necklaces and bracelets
Talking about nothing, not thinking about death
Every little heartbeat, every little breath

People walk a tightrope on a razor's edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons
It could be a bomb, or a bullet, or a pen
Or a thought, or a word, or a sentence

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I don't know why I say the things I say
But I say them anyway

But love will come set me free

Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free, yes

Prison walls still standing tall
Some things never change at all
Keep on building prisons, gonna fill them all
Keep on building bombs, gonna drop them all

Working your fingers bare to the bone
Breaking your back, make you sell your soul
Like a lung, it's filled with coal
Suffocating slow

The wind blows wild and I may move
But politicians lie and I am not fooled
You don't need no reason or a three piece suit
To argue the truth

The air on my skin and the world under my toes
Slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes
Chaos and commotion wherever I go
Love I try to follow

Love will come set me free

Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free, yes

There ain't no reason things are this way
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way
We do it every day