Magoya

There's a thing that never shows its face
A cheap God that is nowhere
A wild card you make up to complain
Every time they sell you a lie

Go on, tell it to Magoya
The cowboy stories no one believed
Military speech or flying check
We've had enough of Chinese whispers

Go on, charge it to Magoya
Make him pay for your disappointment
And the tale that God is Argentine
Go running, tell it

There's a nobody who's everyone's victim
And an anonymous king of nonsense
Whim you reluctantly come up with
When you see so much crime without a culprit

Go on, tell it to Magoya
The cowboy stories no one believed
Military speech or flying check
We've had enough of Chinese whispers

Go on, charge it to Magoya
Make him pay for your disappointment
And the tale that God is Argentine
Go running, tell it