Control Machete
Control Machete
Machete Control
A Trio Of Mexicans
With Machete In Hand,
Dominating All The Plain,
Something Crazy, Something Insane. (with All
The Control)
We Come Thundering The
Boss,
From Neighborhood To Neighborhood The New King of Leon
Who Has Been By My Side The Most Tough,
Don't Call Me Kid Because I'm A Bastard.
Guadalupano, Brother And Don't Feel Strange,
Conscience Claim, Without Crying, Without Harm,
And Don't Feel Unhealthy Because I'm Mexican, I Raise My Hand,
I Call Upon My Countryman.
Control..... Machete!
It's Not One Sir, We Are Four Hundred,
If You Look Inside You'll See What I Feel,
There's No Fear Of Falling, We're Shaking,
All The Hallucination That Keeps Growing.
Control..... Machete!
