De Principes Azules Y Princesas

Don't tell me stories
That we know each other
And we both know
That our concepts
They are very unequal
That in my stories
The princesses
They mount it
With the prince and his father

That my Cinderella
It is not the one in the story
Mine lost her panties and not her shoe
My Sleeping Beauty
It was mixed up
The trips and apparently
Keep dreaming and hallucinating

Like in good stories
With a lot of sex and little love
Like in good stories
With marijuana, sado and rock & roll
And not your stories
From a narrow girl
Of blue princes and princesses

Don't tell me stories
That the three little pigs
They were three transvestites
Who lived together
Sharing a flat

That in my stories
The grandmother
He made snuff films
With Little Red Riding Hood
Beauty and the Beast pass by
Cocaine in a bar
There he controls everything
A certain Tom Thumb

And my Snow White
The fox does not stop
Dwarves jerk off
In all his face

Like in good stories
With a lot of sex and little love
Like in good stories
With whiskey, sado and rock & roll
And not your stories
From a narrow girl
Of blue princes and princesses

And princesses

Don't tell me stories

Don't tell me stories
That in a raid
In a dark room
They caught Tintin
In full assfucking
Bell
At night
Practice with Peter Pan
The golden shower

Popeye is a coprophagous
And instead of spinach
Strength comes to him
For cow shit
And Alice's Country
It's not The Wonder
It is a room in which twenty
They brush it

Like in good stories
With a lot of sex and little love
Like in good stories
With marijuana, sado and rock n roll
Like in good stories
With many aunts and you and me
Like in good stories
With a lot of sex and little love
And not your stories
From a narrow girl
Of blue princes and princesses

Of blue princes and princesses