There are some bad men,
There are some good men.
There are some gazes that don't look at anything,
That we will forget.
There are those who fall asleep
On top of their old laurel crowns
There are some women that love them forever.
At the back of my house
I have a tree of life
It's hidden roots I'll water with saliva.
Some men have barely been born.
Men were not made to be prisoners
Because there are some good men who remain.
Some men are good because they are afraid.
There are some men far away
And a rabbit foot,
Seven years of mirrors, of hearts' broken pieces.
There are those who wake up
their dormant memories.
There are some friends that still await for me.
At the end of the day we are alone
In a desert full of people,
But you have to be very brave, clench your teeth to loneliness.
Some men are good carpenters,
Men were not born to be prisoners,
But there are some good men that remain.
Some men are good because they are afraid.
There are some good men,
There are some fewer men,
There are some words that we'll never say, we'll never forget.
Three coins in the fountain,
So many indifferent people
Lots of teeth and nails, always, forever.
Johnny has a gun,
He has already left the Coke
There are some good men and few women on their own.
Some men are good carpenters,
Men were not born to be prisoners,
Because there are some good men that remain.
Some men are good because they are afraid.
There are some good men that remain.
Some men are good because they are afraid.