El Linyera
Flema
The Tramp
He goes with his dog and his wine
He always walks sadly down the street
And if you don't find comfort
He looks for it in wine
When you start taking it
The bottle is already half full
And he starts walking slower
It's that wine is a remedy
It is the most eternal vice
You can't control it
Until they found him dead
And only his dog went to the funeral
And now the neighborhood is sad
Because they already realized
That the local tramp was missing
Because it is!
The bum gets drunk and doesn't give a shit!
Because it is!
The bum gets drunk and doesn't give a shit!
If it is a bottle or a tetra
He doesn't give a shit
All he wants is to escape
If it is a bottle or a tetra
He doesn't give a shit
All he wants is to escape!
Scavenge!
Scavenge!
Scavenge!
Scavenge!
Scavenge!
