Rato Molhado
Patricio Rey y Sus Redonditos de Ricota
Wet Rat
Tumberito... ham and flask
(look at you, how far you've come!)
Goes for another shot of bourbon
And to the Irish square to show off...
Sprayed with jungle kenso
Shaped by inter-nova
Breakfast in bed with god
For the chip shop guy he is!
Always plays at killing with love
(swift blood choker!)
His face is so expressive
With his pair of new boots
With his goliath hangovers
And his pores oozing hormones
With babes impaling him that caress him, he's happy!
The shots don't hurt much
(he knows they only burn...)
Full-on conga, laughter, and jingle
With the rag he dries his nose
Mandinga makes him like this
Sinister but gentle
A Chinese shadow
That dazzles his dead
And he goes...
