La Brujeria
Carlos Isaac Lara
The Witchcraft
They say they're going to put a curse on me
But I'm not scared of this
Serve me some Toloache, waiter
That's the kind of party I like
Squeeze the sorcerers
And a witch as a snack
To kill black cats
I don't need a gun
I get them drunk first
Partying with those from the tail
I have witches for lunch
Even with their broom
What are they going to curse me with
With witchcraft
What are they going to kill me with
Let me laugh
They say there's a doll around
That looks like me
Full of pins
So my luck changes
The dead man's skull
Shows me its teeth
There goes the witch flying
Perched on her broom
The powders she's sprinkling
Are from Mother Matiana
You say witch and we're off
I'm down for the joke
What are they going to curse me with
With witchcraft
What are they going to kill me with
Let me laugh
