Garnachas
Vete Ala Versh
Street Food
I was hungry, my stomach hurt
And my butt cheeks were trembling
My good luck put me in front
Of a street food stand
I said: Bitch, give me a quesadilla!
The lady got pissed off
She put a lot of chili on my tortilla
Son of a bitch, gave me diarrhea!
Diarrhea!
Diarrhea!
Diarrhea!
Son of a bitch, I have diarrhea!
I opened my eyes in the hospital
On a crappy bed
All messed up, I saw how
A sweet nurse came in
I said: Bitch, give me more morphine now!
The lady got pissed off
She spat on my medicine
Son of a bitch, I'm in a coma!
In a coma!
In a coma!
In a coma!
Son of a bitch, I'm in a coma!
I woke up two thousand six hundred years later
An alien defrosted me
He put some wires on my scrotum
Son of a bitch, let go of my ball!
Let go of my ball