作词 : Simon, Walcott Sal I been sleeping on the roof of my building It's cooler than the street. I been watching the setting sun As it bounces off the avenue Turning into gold dust at my feet. Oh-woh-oh Carlos and yolanda Dancing in the hallway To an old melody Spanish eyes and soft brown curls My love, my love Come to me. I believe i'm in the power of saint lazarus. And he holds me in his sight I know that these jitterbug days i'm livin', Well, they won't last for all of us, But they'll last for a long summer night. I can feel the fire in her eyes Tonight, tonight Under satin summer skies. The vampires Ooh-ooh-oo-ooh-ooh-oo Ooh-woo-oo-oo Girls Baby, baby, baby Be my special one I seen you move in from across the street I like the way you walk I love the way you run Baby, baby, No more baby talk Papi, this ain't mayag邦ez This is the island of nueva york We'll go through the projects, Make-out on the roofs An' count the stars like silver studs on My . . . Motorcycle boots Tengan cuidado con ese tipo. Ay verdad te digo, ese tipo es tan sucio. ?sucio! Hernandez You wastin' your time, they don't know what i do You little ghetto *************s . . . i feel like killin' you. Banana-colored light-skinned spics, You feel your peel so fine? I'm hern嫕dez, the umbrella man, Your future's locked in mine. The chaplains and the golden guineas The red wings and the crowns, The mighty mau maus, Those *************nes from brooklyn, They want to cut the vampires down The savage skulls, the fordham baldies, They'll treat you like you're piss From the heart of the barrio, now my brother We tell them mother ******s suck on this. I think we got something to talk about. You're a coolie from the turf. That's cool, but you don't get no respect around Here unless you belong to a bopping gang . . . I mean, you either belong or you get hurt. Or you could buy some protection from me. 'cause if someone's got to die To pay for the *************t they done I believe in an eye for an eye What you believe in, salvador agr鏮? Mr. agr鏮? se?or agr鏮? Sal I believe i'm in the power of st. lazarus And he holds me in his sight I believe he watches over us all Don't tear apart This satin summer night. Lead vocal, background vocal, acoustic guitar-paul simon Lead vocal-marc anthony Background and duo vox-myrna gomila Background and duo vox-teana rodriguez Background vox-briz Background vocal-karen bernod Background vocal-renee connell-adams Background vocal-dewayne snype Background vocal-kia jeffries Background vocal-ed vasquez Background vocal-derrick james Background vocal-edgar stewart Cuatro-edgardo miranda Tenor and baritone saxophone-david mann Background vocals recorded by roy halee
作词 : Simon, Walcott Sal I been sleeping on the roof of my building It's cooler than the street. I been watching the setting sun As it bounces off the avenue Turning into gold dust at my feet. Oh-woh-oh Carlos and yolanda Dancing in the hallway To an old melody Spanish eyes and soft brown curls My love, my love Come to me. I believe i'm in the power of saint lazarus. And he holds me in his sight I know that these jitterbug days i'm livin', Well, they won't last for all of us, But they'll last for a long summer night. I can feel the fire in her eyes Tonight, tonight Under satin summer skies. The vampires Ooh-ooh-oo-ooh-ooh-oo Ooh-woo-oo-oo Girls Baby, baby, baby Be my special one I seen you move in from across the street I like the way you walk I love the way you run Baby, baby, No more baby talk Papi, this ain't mayag邦ez This is the island of nueva york We'll go through the projects, Make-out on the roofs An' count the stars like silver studs on My . . . Motorcycle boots Tengan cuidado con ese tipo. Ay verdad te digo, ese tipo es tan sucio. ?sucio! Hernandez You wastin' your time, they don't know what i do You little ghetto *************s . . . i feel like killin' you. Banana-colored light-skinned spics, You feel your peel so fine? I'm hern嫕dez, the umbrella man, Your future's locked in mine. The chaplains and the golden guineas The red wings and the crowns, The mighty mau maus, Those *************nes from brooklyn, They want to cut the vampires down The savage skulls, the fordham baldies, They'll treat you like you're piss From the heart of the barrio, now my brother We tell them mother ******s suck on this. I think we got something to talk about. You're a coolie from the turf. That's cool, but you don't get no respect around Here unless you belong to a bopping gang . . . I mean, you either belong or you get hurt. Or you could buy some protection from me. 'cause if someone's got to die To pay for the *************t they done I believe in an eye for an eye What you believe in, salvador agr鏮? Mr. agr鏮? se?or agr鏮? Sal I believe i'm in the power of st. lazarus And he holds me in his sight I believe he watches over us all Don't tear apart This satin summer night. Lead vocal, background vocal, acoustic guitar-paul simon Lead vocal-marc anthony Background and duo vox-myrna gomila Background and duo vox-teana rodriguez Background vox-briz Background vocal-karen bernod Background vocal-renee connell-adams Background vocal-dewayne snype Background vocal-kia jeffries Background vocal-ed vasquez Background vocal-derrick james Background vocal-edgar stewart Cuatro-edgardo miranda Tenor and baritone saxophone-david mann Background vocals recorded by roy halee
