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Perros de Reserva - Tren a Transilvania (Train to Transylvania) (Montebello Rock Fest 2019 - Canada)

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Premiered Sep 14, 2019

Train to Transylvania: Seventh Videoclip from the Colombian band Perros de Reserva.
http://www.perrosdereserva.com

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Perros de reserva: Elliot (voice) , Valen Drummer (drums), Silva (keys), Andrés Mosquera (guitar) y Basthian (bass).

Executive and creative production, voice and lyrics: ELLIOT

Director: Dani Rod - Above the Sky Films
Musical Production: Andrés Silva y Andrés Mosquera
Recording: Mauricio Serna - IO recording
Mix and Master: Germán Villacorta (Dynamic Wave Studio, California - USA)
Specific credits for this recording: Felipe Montoya (drums) y David Sánchez (bass)

Make Up: Cromorama
Clothes: Luisa Uribe Pereira
Clothes: Ripper Co.
Location: Montebello Rock Fest y Ottawa Jail Hostel (Canadá)

Lyrics:

Get on my train, come and hurry up
The locomotive of life and death
Some people run it, others obey it
Of coal and effort, they always supply it

We won't stop, give me more steam
I am the machinist, the monster of your dreams
Get on my train, listen to the departure bell
My crew: the lost generation

We are the generation of the ones who don't make nothing with their lives
We are the generation of the degenerates, disposable people
We always grow hate and scorn with our language
We are sculptors of the no future culture and the downfall

Thunder, thunder, thunder
A train to Transylvania
I don't want to make an effort
Just for pleasing you
Thunder, thunder, thunder
A train to Transylvania
I don't want you to judge me
I'm not looking for acceptance

Get up on my train, get up on my wagon
Wagon of prisoners full of heat
Let's go to hell for four years
Let's go to hell by train engine
Let them sing, let them sing, the prisoners up front
Let them sing, let them sing, with teenage anger
Clean your sweat, you repressed scum
My crew: the lost generation.

We are the generation of the ones who don't make nothing with their lives
We are the generation of the degenerates, disposable people
We always grow hate and scorn with our language
We are sculptors of the no future culture and the downfall

Get up on my train, they won't be able to stop us
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Thunder, thunder, thunder
A train to Transylvania
I don't want to make an effort
Just for pleasing you
Thunder, thunder, thunder
A train to Transylvania
I don't want you to judge me
I'm not looking for acceptance
Thunder, thunder, thunder
A train to Transylvania
I don't care about anything
And Reggaeton makes me angry.

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  • Song

  • Artist

    • Perros de Reserva
  • Album

    • Nefelibata
  • Licensed to YouTube by

    • CD Baby (on behalf of Wargo Records)

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