He usually wakes up naked
On a street and pretends
Naturally when the Yankee girl
She faces him
They enter a place
Medieval Mersa
They hear a sigh
And they step on a beggar
And that transforms
Into a hookah hose
He hides his confusion
When his parents find him
Bargaining kif for weapons in Plaza Miserere
They go to a funeral through the chaparral
They kiss the widow, who is disfigured
And that grimace becomes her relative
Bring home my rock'n'roll
A tribe of orthodox
He is ambushed by messianism
Heading to the medina in a trance
They are chanting his name
Bring home my rock'n 'roll
Boys and girls dance
Boys and girls dance
At rock's funeral

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