The Vampires

Well, did you bring me my money

My cab fare

My new shoes?

I got expenses, you know

Where's my weekly dues?

I ain't giving you my fucking money

Oye, motherfucker, where's this jibaro from?

You go when i say

I call, you come

You know it takes a strong man to survive

It ain't no accident that you're still alive

We stand for the neighborhood

He still lives with his Mami, but he sneaks down

A coolie in the shadow of the playground

You want to fight for your people, don't you, Sal?

Well, yeah, if i got to

Oh, you got to. Come here, I want to show

You something

This is the cave of The Vampires

Count Dracula's castle

The very sight could turn a white man grey

Made in the shade, use my umbrella

Black like the night we fly in

That blade is all you need to keep the dogs away

So, you want to be a vampire, man! That's good

We always looking for young blood in the

Neighborhood now

Carlos Apache collects the dues

So you bring us something that we can use

If you got the balls, then come on, mette mano

If you got the balls, then come on, mette mano

Frenchy Cordero goes down to hell's kitchen

To sell the Irish some weed

So this paddy boy's mother on the stoop

Starts bitching

About spics is a mongrel breed

Now here comes her son

He looks like a ton of corned beef

Floating in beer

He says

Fucking Puerto Rican dope-dealing punk

Get your shit-brown ass out of here

Fucking Puerto Rican dope-dealing punk

Get your shit-brown ass out of here

We stand for the neighborhood

So the shanty-town Irish they kicked his ass good

Fractured his collar bone

Coño, all i was thinking is, 'what home of the brave?

This is a fucking war zone!'

If you got the balls, then come on, mette mano

We stand for the neighborhood

If you got cojones, come on, mette mano

If you got cojones, come on, mette mano

If you got cojones, come on, mette mano