Agárrate de La Brocha
Negro Peregrino
Hold on to the Brush
Tells a very funny joke
That there was a madhouse
A crazy man with the mania
Of painting with a thick brush
And as the story goes
About that crazy man
He was perched
At the top of a ladder
With his paintless brush
He painted on the ceiling
While he hummed
A Malaga song
And another crazy man passing by
Shouted to him this way
Hold on to the brush
Or I'll take the ladder
Tells a very funny joke
That there was a madhouse
A crazy man with the mania
Of painting with a thick brush
And as the story goes
About that crazy man
He was perched
At the top of a ladder
With his paintless brush
He painted on the ceiling
While he hummed
A Malaga song
And another crazy man passing by
Shouted to him this way
Hold on to the brush
Or I'll take the ladder
Not all who are there are
Not all who are there are
There are crazy ones who have boom
And there are crazy ones who have bread
Not all who are there are
Not all who are there are
There are crazy ones who have boom
And there are crazy ones who have bread
Not all who are there are
Not all who are there are
There are crazy ones who have boom
And there are crazy ones who have bread
Not all who are there are
Not all who are there are
There are crazy ones who have boom
And there are crazy ones who have bread
Bread bread
