DLR​-​001: Picnic On The Grave [7" Vinyl SG]

by Los Cavernas

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Delia's FIRST RELEASE / DLR-001
7" Vinyl - Single - LIMITED EDITION
Only 450 Copies - Hand Numbered
Special Cover-Art Design
MP3 Free Download Included

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released September 15, 2011

Luís Sánchez: Guitars
Juanjo Ocio: Vocals, Harmonica & Tambourine
Pablo Jiménez: Bass & Backing Vocals
Fernando Villegas: Drums & Percussion

All songs written by: Luís Sánchez & Los Cavernas

www.loscavernas.com

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Decidimos centrar nuestro esfuerzo, principalmente en formato vinilo. ¿Por qué no?. Estrenar música para ti, adorador del surco. Eso es lo que queremos.

We decided to center our effort to vinyl editions. Why not?. Brand new music for you, groove lovers. That is all we want.

But, we can not forget we are living the digital era.

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Track Name: Los Cavernas - A - Picnic On The Grave
I’m alone and I'm going to see my girl
She’s so quiet and she likes to sleep all day
I’m sitting here with chips and cola
A shadow helps me to forget
Once again.

& I think can’t stand it any longer
It’s a game I can’t play and feel no anger
But I’m here to drink my Cola
She wants to help me to forget
No, no, no

And I remember
The entire graveyard looks so fine
I can hear you walking slide
next to me
The day was ending
and we didn’t realise
So I’m moaning in the dark.
Real good picnic on the grave

-Solo-

But I’m here to drink my Cola
She wants to help me to forget
No, no, no

The undertaker
With a bible in his hand
Shows the door he has behind
That's ok.
I leave my flowers and I gather all my things
I know there is time to leave
Real good picnic on the grave
Track Name: Los Cavernas - B - Motorpsycho Blues
Un reflejo en la pared
Me recuerda qué hago aquí
Un reflejo en la pared
Me recuerda qué hago aquí
Entre lágrimas y sangre
Carne sucia para mí.

Como el ruido de un motor
Voy de noche en la ciudad
Como el ruido de un motor
Voy de noche en la ciudad
Soy los ojos que te observan
Soy tu miedo al despertar.

Es un sueño de terror
Lineas rojas en tu piel
Es un sueño de terror
Lineas rojas en tu piel
Es mi cara en un espejo
Como trozos de papel

Soy los ojos que te observan...