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Fiesta de locos

En mi cabeza tengo gusanos color verdeMordiendome la pena del cerebroPor eso soy rebeldeComo un ancianoCorriendo bicicleta en calzoncilloCon viagra en los bolsillosSoy rebeldeComo un monaguillo en la iglesiaFumando cigarrilloSin que la monja se lo sospecheSoy rebeldeComo una vaca que no quiere dar lecheTodas las viejitasCon pelos en las piernasCon espiritus libresY de mentes modernasDejen de romperse la cabezaY brinquen en la mesaEncima de las papas francesasVodka,ron y cerveza en el aireBrincando de mexico hasta buenos airesCon toda la mafia,el corillo,la bandaCOn 10 brazileras bailandome sambaEstoy gozando un bodollomUn monton botellon de ron tras botellonEn definicion,un paraiso(De gente Vomitando en el piso)

Esto es una Fiesta De Locos!(Hey Hey,Hey Hey!)Esto es una Fiesta De Locos!(Hey Hey,Hey Hey!)Esto es una Fiesta De Locos!(Hey Hey,Hey prr!)Pero Yo soy el unicoque no estoy loco ( Yo soy el unico que no estoy loco!)

Nena,yo se que mi letra es obcenaPero con ella es que pago la quincenaMujeres Femenistas vamos a hablar sin tapujosTu pones la colcha y yo te la estrujoMi amor tu te vas a enamorar de este inmoralAunque seas intelligente o anormalDa igual,segun Sigmund FreudLa sexualidad rodea todo lo que soyLo sexual es natural,God Damn itEl mono con la monaComo animal planetY espermatozoides con ovariosAbran su mentalidad de Disney ChannelY maduren hasta que fracturenLengua con lengua,sin que te censuren....

Party of Crazy People

There are green worms in my brainI am dying of the suffering in my brainBecause of this I am a rebelLike an old personI'm riding a bicycle in my underpantsWith Viagra in my pockets

I'm a rebelLike an altar boy in a churchSmoking a cigaretteWithout the nun suspectingI'm a rebelLike a cow that doesn't want to give milk

All of the old peopleWith hairs on their legsWith free spiritsAnd modern mindsetsThe head gives a jumpAnd jumps on the tableOn top of the French Fries

Vodka, rum and beer in the airJumps from Mexico to Buenos AiresWith the whole mafia, the choir, the bandWith ten Brazillian women dancing the samba with me

I am enjoying a pruning hook*A heap of rum after the gathering**A definition, a paradise(Of people puking on the floor)

This is a Party of Crazy People!(Hey Hey,Hey Hey!)This is a Party of Crazy People!(Hey Hey,Hey Hey!)This is a Party of Crazy People!(Hey Hey,Hey prr!)But I'm the only one who isn't crazy! ( I'm the only one who isn't crazy!)

Nena,I know my letter is obsceneBut with her the payment is a fortnightFeminist women let's go talk without excusesYou spread out the blanket and I will squeeze youMy love, you are going to love this scoundrelAlthough you are intelligent or abnormalThey are the same, according to Sigmund FreudSexuality surrounds everything I amThe sexual is natural, God Damn itThe boy monkey with the girl monkeyLike Animal PlanetAnd sperm with ovariesOpen your Disney Channel mindAnd mature until it breaksTongue with tongue, without censure....