puñales
Por los pasillos van, en fila india van
la niebla siempre tiene un encanto singular
el mono lleva un puñal con la nariz va a chorrear
y asi cortar un poco más su cuerda de humanidad.
Vaaaaan a volar
Vaaaaan a volar
Como cascotes van, en fila india van
la niebla siempre tiene un encanto singular
"tachuela" quiere aflojar un cólico celestial
no se acostumbra a las muecas y a no poder hablar.
Vaaaaan a volar
Vaaaaan a volar
Solo hay que pasar
Solo hay que pasarla bien
Vaaaaan a volar
Vaaaaan a volar
Knives
Through the hallways they go, in single file they go
the fog always has a unique charm
the monkey carries a knife, blood will drip from its nose
and thus cut a little more of its humanity rope.
They're gonna fly
They're gonna fly
Like rubble they go, in single file they go
the fog always has a unique charm
tachuela wants to loosen a celestial colic
it doesn't get used to grimaces and not being able to speak.
They're gonna fly
They're gonna fly
You just have to go through
You just have to have a good time
They're gonna fly
They're gonna fly