Hong Kong (part. Andrés Calamaro)

You're going to take everything
What doesn't exist in Hong Kong doesn't exi-
What doesn't exist in Hong Kong is that it doesn't exist

We went out to the street for cigarettes
We came back without cigarettes or lighter
We drank even the water from the vase
That was worse than Puerto Hurraco
I shit on the people who back out
Long before the night ends
We were cutting coke with a razor blade
On the dashboard of your car

I have a flower in my ass and a camel in Hong Kong
I have a rocket in my pants
I have a flower in my ass and a geisha in Japan
Your banderillas in my heart

Let's make it look like an accident
Tell me I don't have to go home
I hope this lasts forever
We know what it's like to bullfight in worse arenas
Stories that can never be told
Battles that can't be repeated
Victories for those who knew how to stay
What the hell is the use of regretting?

I have a flower in my ass and a camel in Hong Kong
I have a rocket in my pants
I have a flower in my ass and a geisha in Japan
Your banderillas in my heart
I have a flower in my ass and a camel in Hong Kong
I have a rocket in my pants
I have a flower in my ass and a geisha in Japan
Your banderillas in my heart