Manfreddi

Manfreddi had a son
Mentally retarded
He was a widower and supported
To his mother-in-law and his mother

And when it was time for lunch
I was leaving work
When he found himself aiming to cook
The old women used to yell at him

Feed us
Oh, oh, oh, oh
It's already one o'clock
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Come and change me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Don't you see that I messed myself up?
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Manfreddi lived saving
In order to live
The house could be bought
A month before dying

When he was dying in the hospital
The priest came to pray for him
And nurses dance in the hallways
To the rhythm of the final sermon

Have mercy, Lord
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Of this poor idiot
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Pour out your love
Oh, oh, oh, oh
About my servant this idiot
Oh, oh, oh, oh

The God of the Unhappy
He didn't let him in
Well, I already had shelter
More than half of Uruguay

And after a long and hard wandering
He went to hell
After a wait in front of the great portal
They opened it and he was able to get through

He barely entered
Oh, oh, oh, oh
They already nailed him
Oh, oh, oh, oh
But he liked it
Oh, oh, oh, oh
So they kicked him out
Oh, oh, oh, oh