Quartet of Us
Another Christmas in the Trenches
Not to Heaven
It turns out that I decided to kill myself,
because there was nothing left to hold on to;
it's not I may be a downtrodden guy, but I wasn't going to save myself even if I was drugged. >hell was a wonder for me
reincarnating the cordon bleu or sanchez padilla.
So if I was going to ask
that I didn't intend to go to heaven,
and let's see who with I had to go talk
that I had a sister in Uruguay
so nooo
please
to heaven nooo
to heaven nooo
to heaven nooo
I had always imagined heaven
like when a cartoon died,
like some horrible painting by Michelangelo,
or like the paradise that Dante told;
/>But the person who convinced me that heaven was a mess,
although I already hated it a little bit
were the words of my grandmother Coca,
when he appeared to me playing tag drink,
which said, look my love,
here in heaven everything is terrifying,
because there is no pool nor is there any mani,
nor any bar where you can drink anise
so noo
please
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
pliiiiss
On the rebound I found out that eternity lasts a long time and sometimes longer, and I cannot bear that everything continues, sitting on a cloud like a bladder, playing the harp badly and out of tune, br/>surrounded by little angels always pissing,
pulling cobwebs from my genitals,
because there the oriental ones are all virgins.
I preferred to be in hell,
even if I had to endure
rivera, oribe and garzon,
and the fans of peñarol
so noo
please
to heaven noo
to heaven noo< br/>to heaven noo
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
Ave Maria
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
Ave Maria
to heaven noo
to heaven noo
to noo heaven

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