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 sipping on a bitter mate and munching on some fritters
When a couple of guys get out of a limo
They kicked me four times, they punched me
And the thermos turned into flour

They yelled deserter at me in an accent that made me nervous
They showed me a picture of a Russian astronaut
The guy looked exactly like me and I said, "Bye, they mistook me."
With my purple backpack I went there in a small plane
To Russia, scared to death

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Morcillo Lopez, you are already in glory
Because his feat like no other
Being the first Uruguayan on the Moon

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 just a little while ago I was dreaming of a beach in Jamaica
I didn't want to go to space because I knew I would be gone
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! Yes!
There was an instruction book but it was all in Russian
And I had to deal with what the boss
In my purple backpack he put

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

The landlady had put, what an irony, a piece of Russian salad
And I covered a little breeze that came in with a CUTCSA ticket
If there was a lack of fuel, he would put a staple in the tank
And I fixed a lever that didn't work
Using the fat from a fried cake

If a meteorite came flying, I would throw an espadrille at it
And to avoid flying 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
Being the first Uruguayan on the Moon

I thought I saw a graffiti that said Gardel was born on the Moon
But with the handle I was already like a PLUNA pilot
So when I landed on the moon I said to myself: The boss betrayed me
Because the only flag I had to nail
It was Peñarol's

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