The Bulls-Marc and the Mambas

[ti:The Bulls] [ar:Marc] [al:Three Black Nights of Little Black Bites] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Bulls - Marc and the Mambas [00:03.65]On Sundays the bulls get so bored [00:06.85]When they are asked to show off for us [00:09.56] [00:10.11]There Is the sun the sand and the arena [00:13.54]There are the bulls ready to bleed for us [00:16.41] [00:17.14]It's the time when grocery clerks become don Juan [00:21.83]And all when ugly girls turn Into swans [00:27.89] [00:28.45]Who can say of what he's found [00:30.17]That bull who turns and paws the ground [00:31.88]And suddenly he sees himself all nude [00:34.35] [00:35.20]Who can say of what he dreams [00:36.76]That bull who hears the silent screams [00:38.45]From the open mouths of multitudes [00:40.75] [00:47.01]On Sundays the bulls get so bored [00:50.31]When they are asked to suffer for us [00:52.75] [00:53.38]There are the picadors and the mobs revenge [00:56.77]There are the toreador and the mob kneels for us olé [01:00.73]It's the time when grocery clerks become garcí a lorca [01:04.89]And the girls put roses In their teeth like Carmen [01:12.14] [01:15.57]On Sundays the bulls get so bored [01:18.91]When they are asked to drop dead for us [01:21.65]The sword will plunge down and the mob will drool [01:24.92]The blood will pour down and turn the sand to mud olé [01:28.67]The moment of triumph when grocery clerks become Nero [01:32.97] [01:33.50]And the girls scream and shout [01:37.06]The name of their hero aaahh [01:40.42] [01:45.78]And when finally they fell [01:47.13]Did not the bulls dream of a hell [01:48.87] [02:02.33]And when finally they fell [02:03.77]Did not the bulls dream of a hell [02:05.36]Where men and worn-out matadors still burn [02:07.90] [02:08.72]Or perhaps with their last breaths [02:10.22]Would not they pardon us their deaths [02:11.86]Knowing what we did at carthage--waterloo--verdun [02:15.67]Stalingrad-- Iwo jima--hiroshima--saigon