Los Piojos was an argentine rock band born in 1987, originally formed in El… Read Full Bio ↴Los Piojos was an argentine rock band born in 1987, originally formed in El Palomar, Buenos Aires. The band was lead by Andrés Ciro Martinez (principal songwriting, harmonica, and vocalist). The line-up was completed by Gustavo Hernán "Kupi" Kupinsky (rhythm/lead guitar, backing vocals), Miguel Ángel "Micky" Rodríguez (bass guitar, backing vocals) Daniel "Piti" Fernández (rhythm/lead guitar, backing vocals) and Daniel Buira (drums) [later, he was replaced by Sebastián "Roger" Cardero (drums)]. In January 4, 2011, Kupinsky dies in a car crash.
Musically they cite bands such as The Rolling Stones, Sumo and rioplatense's candombe artists such as Ruben Rada and Jaime Roos as key influences.
They disbanded in 2009.
Musically they cite bands such as The Rolling Stones, Sumo and rioplatense's candombe artists such as Ruben Rada and Jaime Roos as key influences.
They disbanded in 2009.
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Ritual
Los Piojos Lyrics
Agua Agua, cómo te deseo Agua, te miro y te quiero Agua, corriend…
Angelito Harto del viejo borracho Angelito camina por la calle Ángel …
Arco Arco, despacio tiro, en un segundo se derrumba de un…
Around & Around / Zapatos de Gamuza Azul I said the joint was rockin Goin' round and around Yeah re…
Ay ay ay Ay, ay, ay Dando vueltas sin pensar Ay, ay, ay Mirando la ví…
Chac tu chac Si vos quers estar libre, si quers alto volar, no dejes…
Cruel Un mundo cruel, una noche cruel una ciudad perdida why sin…
Desde lejos no se ve Arriba, arriba, arriba Que se te va la vida El día, el…
Es Sólo Rock & Roll (It's Only Rock & Roll) Es solo rock & roll (It's only rock & roll) Si…
Intro Maradó Dicen que escapó de un sueño en casi su mejor gambeta que…
Maradó Cae del cielo brillante balón toda la gente y todo el…
Tan Solo Quizás no sea el vino Quizás no sea el postre…
Todo Pasa En la ciudad gris, bares y cafés, Tenés que olvidar, nena,…