Poder Ñandu
Babasónicos
Ñandu Power
Babasonicos in hardcore state
Babasonicos in hardcore state
Your new face next to mine in the crypt
A kilo of lethal flavor
They chase for eternity
Your ruined face in a shooting gallery
From a town fair and bad circus
Babasonicos,
today they show their ñandu power
Your old face like a fair target
Because we know your common gift
Because I shit on your style, mixed
Because you eat the carrion, rust
Because the crypt calls you
COME TO ME.
