Lyrics 11to – Alvin Binario

Alvin Binario Lyrics – 11to

Singer: 11to
Title: Alvin Binario

Mis donas y mi cafe, y la extraña camarera
Mujer de poca fe, con pinta de cualquiera
No es que realmente sea asi, pero mi mente convulsiva
Me da otra perspectiva de su falda carmesi

Y en la pantalla Messi, con su patrocinio a Bimbo
Escucho musica de biombo sobre la cumbre de limbo
Meditando en cascada, veo sus 5 condominios
Mi vida cuadrada cual rombo, caigo en sus dominios

Suena el reloj porque tengo itinerario
Con un intermediario, mi nombre Alvin Binario
Y huelo el smog como a quien le produce un toc toc
And he says: “Hey man, it’s the 5 o’clock”

Un preso con sobrepeso que rastree el otro dia
Lo arreste y lo arrastre aunque ya lo conocia
Era un exiliado de mi grupo de la CIA
Un tipo afiliado y caduco su membresia

Eso me recordo a mi jefe inmediato
Era un puerco y terco, mequetrefe, ingrato
Se limpiaba las orejas con barras de aspartato
No habia quejas solo ganas de salir de su maltrato

Revisando expedientes pendientes en la oficina
De un archivero oxidado por falta de uso
Incluso deje mis ahorros pero siempre algun intruso
Delincuente con su abuso, me llevaria a la ruina

Parece novedad que ahora yo no busque un fin
Mas que reivindicar mi llamado de Alvin
Hay posibilidad de que no me llame asi
Soy un ser imaginario y vivo dentro mi

No puedo ser yo la personalidad que doy
No eres tu, simplemente debo ser yo
Entonces si tu eres tu, ¿Como sabre quien soy?
Si yo soy yo porque eres tu, entonces yo soy tu, ¿no?

Mi hipotalamo en el alamo, me pide un bisturi
Jugamos al operando, cortando el maniqui
Ser paciente en reposo por un corte de tejido
Por peligroso que haya sido fue por capricho de papi

¡Por las bragas de Cudy! cito aquella saga
Los desaparece como si fuera una maga
Mi cabeza se divaga, haga lo que haga
Si me interesa grito ¡yeha! soy el vaquero Goody

Hay una serpiente en mi bota
Me irrito por diagnostico mi mito es ser agnostico
Es lo que me alienta no asentar en lo estadistico
Ser cirujano es artistico, segun los pronosticos

Aunque el seguro me revienta necesito algo logistico
Mi trabajo es tipico, todos se creen criticos
Camino por la calle no me ofrecen ni los tripticos
A nadie compadezco pues parezco marginado

Mi cuento es ilicito, el mejor que he imaginado
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Alvin Binario – English Translation

My donuts and my coffee, and the strange waitress
Woman of little faith, with anyone
It is not that it really is like that, but my convulsive mind
It gives me another perspective of your skirtsi skirt

And on the Messi screen, with its sponsorship to Bimbo
I listen to Biombo Music about the Limbo Summit
Meditating in cascade, I see his 5 condominiums
My square life which rhombus, I fall into their domains

The clock sounds because I have itinerary
With an intermediary, my name Alvin Binary
And I smell the smog like who produces a touc
And hesy: “Hey Man, It’s The 5 O’Clock”

A overweight prisoner that tracks the other day
Arrest it and drag it although I already knew it
It was an exile from my CIA group
An affiliated and expired your membership

That reminds myself of my immediate boss
It was a pork and stubborn, Mequetrefe, ungrateful
Ears were cleaned with aspartate bars
There were no complaints just to get out of his abuse

Reviewing pending files in the office
Of a rusty archivist due to lack of use
I even leave my savings but always some intruder
Criminal with his abuse, he would take me to ruin

It seems novelty that now I do not look for an end
More than claiming my call from Alvin
There is a possibility that I don’t call me like this
I am an imaginary and living being inside me

I can’t be the personality I give
It’s not you, I just have to be
So if you are you, how will I know who I am?
If I am because it is you, then I am you, right?

My hypothalamus in the Alamo, asks me a scalpel
We play the operand, cutting the mannequin
Be a patient at rest for a tissue cut
However dangerous it was because of daddy

For Cudy’s panties! I quote that saga
Disappears as if it were a magician
My head div does, do whatever
If I’m interested, Yeha! I’m the Goody cowboy

There’s a snake in my boot
My myth is irritated by diagnosis is to be agnostic
This is what encourages me not to settle in the statistical
Being surgeon is artistic, according to the forecasts

Although insurance bursts me I need something logistics
My job is typical, everyone believes critics
On the way down the street, they don’t offer me the triptychs
Nobody pity because I look marginalized

My story is illegal, the best I’ve imagined
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Lyrics 11to – Alvin Binario

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