As a man of wealth and taste
He introduced himself
We were loaded, we were blazed
But for sure that was real
He craved our souls asking
"What's the deal?"
¡Tres cervezas, por favor!
¡Un cenicero, por favor!
¡La cuenta, por favor!
El Cuarto
And he said
Hey you with the fuzzy hair
Take care of the low end, let your voice flare
Four solid strings, now go and play'em
You gonna serve as Bass of Mayhem
I've got for you the BFG
Seems to fit to the hat in green
And the pick of souls you may receive
You gonna serve as Guitar Chief
And you already got your tools
Keep the speed for those fools
Brass and boilers shall be your funds
You gonna serve as Sergant of drums
He showed us our destiny
He craved our souls asking
"What's the deal?"
¡Tres Chicas, por favor!
¡Un cenicero, por favor!
¡La cuenta, por favor!
El Cuarto
Our fate it was revealed
He craved our souls asking
"What's the deal?"
¡Hierba verde, por favor!
¡Un cenicero, por favor!
¡La cuenta, por favor!
Esta fue la primera broma
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