Mosca Muerta

Put your head in order, lift your gaze
Fight with your shadow, it has no nickname
Lasser sound blasts the horn
The lady of flow, the one who strikes you

She's a poor dead fly
She thinks she's perfect, modern, correct
Abject Catholic
Chosen virgin of masses and novenas
She thinks she's very pretty and very fine
With city clothing
Just the thought makes me sick and dizzy
Then comes the gangrene
The shame of others
She doesn't even believe it, of royalty (ha)

But if you're a hyena
Damn ugly creature
Here's the one who snores, the one who bats
The one who steals your snack
The messing around, the one your boyfriend homers
The one you cursed with an ugly curse

Put your head in order, lift your gaze
Fight with your shadow, it has no nickname
Lasser sound blasts the horn
The lady of flow, the one who strikes you

Put your head in order, lift your gaze
Fight with your shadow, it has no nickname
Lasser sound blasts the horn
The lady of flow, the one who strikes you

Be careful, that's not done, girl
You're looking for a dozen problems
Better loosen up the phlegm
Cut your veins
With your sister Ana
Or what's the name of that other damn dwarf?

There you'll be until you have gray hair
Smelling like ass every morning
And me asking you for banana smoothies
Because I have time and I really want
To smash your face like a tangerine
I'm going to leave you harder than cocaine
Because you don't mess with me, short coil
I'm going to get your copper out and give you aspirin
So you get out of the bad trip of amphetamines
And you realize that your guy doesn't like girls
Don't get upset, look
That guy is whatever and you're not Shakira

Put your head in order, lift your gaze
Fight with your shadow, it has no nickname
Lasser sound blasts the horn
The lady of flow, the one who strikes you

Put your head in order, lift your gaze
Fight with your shadow, it has no nickname
Lasser sound blasts the horn
The lady of flow, the one who strikes you

(Lasser sound)

I want to tell you that Emilio and I have a sect
Where on Sundays we collect
To see if someone comes and connects you
Directly
Earning more money than trifecta
And it takes out the tightness, takes you for a walk and gives you a tan
A not so tight little dress
Because remember you haven't lost weight
And you still have donuts on your side

Put your head in order, lift your gaze
Fight with your shadow, it has no nickname
Lasser sound blasts the horn
The lady of flow, the one who strikes you

Put your head in order, lift your gaze
Fight with your shadow, it has no nickname
Lasser sound blasts the horn
The lady of flow, the one who strikes you

So girl, don't get revenge on me
Stay with him, I don't need him
I like felines more
And not puppies, smelling butts