Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bambolardo, artist - Give Us Barabba. Date of issue: 16.02.2017
Song language: English
Bambolardo |
| He’s the one wakin' up in the middle of night. |
| Seeking his fridge, the first on the right. |
| Fighting to conquer and eat each and everyone cookie… |
| No one will perish for hunger no more! |
| He rides his bike no matter what it takes. |
| His thighs are burning, it really hakes. |
| He will keep on resist to defend his own muffin… |
| The burned skin will not stop his will to eat! |
| My Bambolardo, sweetest dream |
| Riding your bike through the forest of cream! |
| My Bambolardo you hug me… |
| We’re gonna fly where the eagles fly free! |
| Bleeding kneels, sweat his face and his ass! |
| Tiny people, hunger: you shall not pass! |
| A sword made of chocolate a shield made of cream… |
| A glorious armour in jelly you' ve never seen! |
| By Bambolardo sweetest dream |
| Riding your bike through the forest of cream! |
| My Bambolardo you hug me… |
| We’re gonna fly where the eagles fly free! |
| Bambolardo! |
| (Bambolardo!) |
| Bambolardo! |
| (Bambolardo!) |
| Bambolardo! |
| (Bambolardo!) |
| Bambolardo! |
| (Bambolardo!) |
| Mater me non sentit tamen sapit quare hic sim. |
| Pupe glauce, sine spiris casei idem numquam eris. |
| Iam circum horror mortis me perfundit quia famem non miseret. |
| Sicut heri numquam potest fieri, |
| non eadem gloria… Eia veni amplexum me denuo. |
| Bambolardo! |
| My Bambolardo, sweetest dream |
| Riding your bike through the forest of cream! |
| My Bambolardo you hug me… |
| We’re gonna fly where the eagles fly free! |
| My Bambolardo, sweetest dream |
| Riding your bike through the forest of cream! |
| My Bambolardo you hug me… |
| We’re gonna fly where the eagles fly free! |