Todo Por La Napia

There was a man attached to a nose
And attached to the nose, a rolled-up bag
They were gigantic nostrils
Like a big tunnel over the road
It was the vacuum cleaner's job
To the one who aspired to the one who took the exam
It was it was it was it was
It was his nose, his sin, and his condemnation

All for the nose
Sniff sniff all for the nose

Medellin was his promised land
White powder was his manna and joy
He wasn't a camel but a caravan
Passing him the Colombian matter
He was studying American geography
He loved Tony Montana
And it was the glue and industrial adhesives
His other passions, his personal effects

All for the nose
Sniff sniff all for the nose

He heard his mother say
Perico, don't get excited, and Perico laughed
It was pleasure for his pituitary gland
Everything that entered, whether a line or a stripe
It was that slowly and gradually his septum
Had worn down, had gone downhill
And he listened to the neighbor's advice
Do as I do and get a platinum one

All for the nose
Sniff sniff all for the nose