Morcillo Lopez

I am Morcillo Lopez and I am going to tell you my story: It turns out that

I was walking one day through my beautiful Montevideo
I was sucking a bitter mate and munching on some fritters
When a couple of guys get out of a limo
They hit me four times, they kicked me
And the thermos turned into flour

They yelled at me "deserter" in an accent that made me nervous
They showed me a photo of a Russian astronaut
The guy looked just like me and I said "bye, they confused me"
With my purple backpack there I left in a plane
Pa Russia scared to death

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Morcillo Lopez, you are already in glory
Because his feat like no other
Be the first Uruguayan on La Luna

As soon as we arrived they grabbed me and put me in the rocket
While I was trying to explain to them that I wasn't that guy
And to think that a while ago I dreamed of a beach in Jamaica
I didn't want to go to space because I knew I would leave.
Worse than the dog Laika

And there the engines started, Yes!, and the ship took off. No!
I wouldn't know how to explain to you Yes!, my state of frenzy No! Yeah!
There was an instruction book but it was all in Russian
And I had to make do with what the landlady
In my purple backpack he put

Morcillo Lopez follow his story
Morcillo Lopez, you are already in glory
Because his feat like no other
Be the first Uruguayan on La Luna

The landlady had put, how ironically, a piece of Russian salad
And a little wind that came in I covered it with a CUTCSA ticket
If there was no fuel, I would put a staple in the tank.
And I fixed a lever that wasn't working
Using the fat from a fried cake

If a meteorite came flying, I would throw an espadrille at it
And so as not to fly away, I tied the thermos between my legs.
And because of gravity I could only drink mate with Auxana
And on the radio they spoke to me
At that point the Araca la cana cassette was already playing

Morcillo Lopez follow his story
Morcillo Lopez, you are already in glory
Because his feat like no other
Be the first Uruguayan on La Luna

I thought I saw graffiti that said that Gardel was born in La Luna
But with the handle I was already like a PLUNA pilot
So when I landed on the moon I told myself "the boss betrayed me"
Because the only flag I had to nail
It was Peñarol

Morcillo Lopez follow his story
Morcillo Lopez, you are already in glory
Because his feat like no other
Be the first Uruguayan on La Luna