Kuleka's Choise
Molotov
Kuleka's Choice
If puss ah, puss chaa, puss dobaaa
That's going to change, dobaaa, it's going to be fixed
dobaa, for my thinking, it's going to mess up.
If I were king, I'd sweep the halls
with ten masters to sharpen my fangs,
true to God and right with my own...
If puss ah, puss chaa, puss dobaaa
I carry a lightning bolt dreaming that
I deserve the rules so that
I can say whatever I want without thinking
that ten laws want to restrict my freedom
man, my freedom
I would like to be --bro of the pro--tamari
but this -- doesn't allow me to do it--
Shit, fuck, Sin, death, SEX, drugs, RAPE;
I rhyme them in English, because then, there's no fish.
For you that I came and cursed Chile
let his devil come
let him come and parade
CHORUS:
I carry a lightning bolt dreaming that
I deserve the rules so that
I can say whatever I want without thinking
that a thousand bastards want to restrict my freedom
man, my freedom
CHORUS