| Once at the farm, the sinister visited
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| Mutilating my flock in a weird way
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| I searched far and wide for answers to find
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| But nobody told me anything I could believe
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| These people are crazy, they already invented the new plague
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| The reason for my wrath was such a Kavokavala
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| Everyone who saw him, was a Moor or a Christian
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| Said he couldn't resist and moved from the region
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| Even Timbó Mané, a guy who never asks for a break
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| When he came across the eeyore, he fainted in fear
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| It couldn't be true, would it be that ugly?
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| They said that where I went, grass didn't even grow anymore
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| I'm not a madman, nor a fight or avenge
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| I screamed in my fury: «I'm going to get this animal!»
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| No small talk, I made a man's promise
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| That if this animal I didn't catch, I would even change name
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| (What?)
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| Without fear and neither freshness, I went hunting the animal in the forest
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| (There is?)
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| Not forgetting my garrucha, provisions and a good coat
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| (What?)
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| I spent nights in vain, very cold and dark
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| (Huh?)
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| However, that night, I also saw the freak
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| (Ahh… lie!)
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| Is the devil's son, so horrible the wild beast?
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| It must be from another planet, because from Earth it was not
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| To stop the grass, just garru to the stalk
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| I took aim, preparing my shot
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| To take the right shot, with all precision
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| I shoot between one beat and another of my heart
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| But will it be Benedict? |
| very weak sneezed
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| What a sneeze, damn man, and my shot I missed
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| With the noise of popcorn, the aberration roared
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| And came like crazy in my direction
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| My time has come, and now I'm fried
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| I wanted to see my face when I gave that scream
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| I screamed a sound from hell much uglier than a dog
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| Frightened by my scream, he died from his heart
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| The head I cut off and the body I gave to NASA
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| Didn't you put faith in what I told you?
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| Come see the skull, it's at home
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| (What?)
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| The leather I flayed, it was a fucking job
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| (There is?)
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| I let it dry in the sun and today I use a rug
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| (What?)
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| And in the town square, a thousand statues placed
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| (Huh?)
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| And underneath it is written that I killed Kavookavala
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| (Ahh.lie!) |