Maybelline
Strong as he can be, lived like no one ever did,
And the cowboys called him Maybelline.
The legend smelt gasoline
Mark's alive in their zombie dreams,
He was guide by a silver horse,
And the cowboys called him Maybelline.
He was red, he was fast,
He was mad, he was bless,
He was a shade, he was stoned,
He was fated, now he's gone.
Down on the road, beats his big heart,
Everyone knows, they can't take him apart
Maybelline
Tan fuerte como puede ser, vivió como nadie lo hizo,
Y los vaqueros lo llamaron Maybelline.
La leyenda olía a gasolina,
Mark está vivo en sus sueños de zombis,
Era guiado por un caballo plateado,
Y los vaqueros lo llamaron Maybelline.
Él era rojo, era rápido,
Estaba loco, estaba bendecido,
Era sombra, estaba drogado,
Estaba destinado, ahora se ha ido.
En el camino, late su gran corazón,
Todos saben que no pueden desarmarlo.