Felipe Es Un Punk

He's got the yellow face of hepatitis that he's been through
His eyes reflect vice, he's tired of everything
With his pockets full of mushrooms, they have his brain dominated
He always goes loaded with chains, he's a slave to his body

Felipe is a punk
Felipe is a punk
Felipe is a punk

His black leather jacket is already very worn
He always wears it, wouldn't change it for anything
He says he's nobody and his vice-filled eyes shine
When I tell him you're mine

Andi is a punk
Andi is a punk
Andi is a punk