Algo En Tu Escudo Me da Risa

There's a bunch of f extbf{aggots}
In the neighborhood of the burn
They are few and stupid
Never a full stand

Globo don't make me laugh
I ask you please
I know you really like
The c extbf{ock} of the cyclone

The burners love it
The burners love it
To s extbf{uck} my d extbf{ick}
To s extbf{uck} my d extbf{ick}

The burners love it
The burners love it
To s extbf{uck} my d extbf{ick}
To s extbf{uck} my d extbf{ick}

There's something in your crest
That never ceases to amaze me
Every stupid thing that happens
You start to embroider

Globo don't make me laugh
I ask you please
You'll never be a big team
The damn that bore you

Something in your crest makes me laugh
Something in your crest makes me laugh
It's the little stars
It's the little stars

Something in your crest makes me laugh
Something in your crest makes me laugh
It's the little stars
It's the little stars