Las Torres
Nose Quien Y Los Nosecuantos
The Towers
One terrorist, two terrorists
Swinging high
On a crumbled tower
Seeing it hold strong
They went to call a buddy
One terrorist, two terrorists
A guerrilla fighter
A dealer in Huallaga
Swinging high
On a crumbled tower
Seeing it hold strong
They went to call Alan García
One terrorist, two terrorists
A guerrilla fighter
A dealer in Huallaga
The aprista buffalo, Agustín Mantilla
Alan García and his crew
Villanueva, swinging high
On a crumbled tower
Seeing it hold strong
They went to call Abimael
One terrorist, two terrorists
A guerrilla fighter
A dealer in Huallaga
The aprista buffalo, Agustín Mantilla
Alan García and his crew
Villanueva del Campo, makes me sick
Like Chirino Soto with his ugly mug
Like five cops on the corner of Larco
Selling raffle tickets to the biggest losers
And with all this corruption everywhere
For five bucks, I can buy a congressman
A judge, a prosecutor
A couple of lawyers
An architect or if not
A novelist, a couple of journalists
An archbishop, a cardinal
A crying virgin and a real virgin
And maybe Fujimori
(If there's no solution, the strike goes on
If there's no solution, the strike goes on
If there's no solution, the strike goes on
If there's no solution)
On a crumbled tower
Seeing it hold strong
No one went to call an electrician
