My lovely senorita is sweeter than the apples
grown in winter
I love her so badly, she just shakes me madly and
I will always be her man.
Her husband always hits her and treats her like
she was nothing,
so I decide to kill that swine and I`m gonna do
it now.

I put some poison in his morning-coffee, he
enters the arena.
The torro realizes at once: This is an easy game
for me!
He pierces him up with his horns and tramples him
until the guts run out
And now he`s lying on the floor. HIHIHIHI !!!
I`m just a boy who`s inventions are bad
I`ve scored won`t You make her wanna give me head
!?

And the story is to be continued...

Her wedding gown is white and bright, we clim
the stairs to the chapel right.
The swallows turn in blueish height and we are
married full of fright.
I`ll always live in faith to You, no matter where
we`re going to, no matter what
Will ever be, I`ll respect You You`ll respect me.
So children come and children go,
our DNA is mixed and floats, floats since the day
that she gave birth, the waving
star to life on earth. All angels found a heaven
here to work and learn and
disappear to learn again that all is one to
gather round and have some fun.
Nasty fun.