Lyrics Machete... - Outrage

Machete...

When he finally gets his revenge
The smoke clears and then it’s time, reload
Bucho and his men will die like dogs
The only way he’s learned to know
Massacre
Splatter blood
Massacre
Knives and guns
It’s the Massacre
Taste of blood
Massacre
Die
Left hand is no longer useful so he teaches to pick with the right
His guitar filled with papa’s drugs and he gets a new one every night
Massacre
Splatter blood
Massacre
Knives and guns
It’s the Massacre
Taste of blood
Massacre
Die
Time to go, Time to get down
Navajas' knives at you
Bloody confrontation in the bar is the start of where it begins
He gets revenge for his lover;
flatbed ford picks him up at the bend
Massacre
Splatter blood
Massacre
Knives and guns
It’s the Massacre
Taste of blood
Massacre
Die
Time to go, Time to get down
Navajas' knives at you