In El Cuarto de la Banda
We're preparing for the show
We're building up the sphere as they're
loading in the beer just to get us into flow
Strings start a' hummin'
And now we're rasing up the stakes
Beer can rhythm starts groovin' –
everybody's movin' This might turn into a quake
In El Cuarto de la Banda
Make no mistake – you're in for a ride
In El Cuarto de la Banda
Things are getting out o' hand
The room tuns chaotic – blissed by the hypnotic rhythm of the band
The ceilings' raining plaster
And now the walls begin to shake
We're absolutely crazed as we're headed
for the stage where the Aeon will awake

INVIA LE CORREZIONI