Thick billow of smoke of fat Havannas
filling the air with a bitter sweet smell
Alcohol is running down the greedy thirsty throats
pudgy fingers of the fat, igly sweating noble men
Are runnign over the soft velvet skin
of the lightly dressed girls
The orgy has reached to the highlight the music stops
and a red haired beauty enters the stage
it´s the Madame because it´s time to pay
AND EVERY NIGHT SHE TAKES A NEW ONE
AND THEN SHE`S DANCING, DANCING THE TANGO
AND EVERY NIGHT SHE`S CHASING HER VICTIMS
AND THEN TEYH DANCE - THE TANGO MUERTE
Night by night she sucked the souls
out of her weak-willed victims ans subjected them
Till that very night, as a young French street mime artist
entered the temple of l***
It was none other than Ramires Jesus Phillipe Sanchez
the cousin of an good old friend of us
And as the time has come for the madame to enter the stage
to start her dark ritual, she was visibly distracted
AND IN THIS NIGHT, SHE TOOK AN NEW ONE
SHE TRIED TO DANE, DANING THE TANGO
LIKE EVERY NIGHT SHE TRIED TO GET HER VICTIM
AS THEY DANCED - THE TANGO MUERTE
BUT IN THIS NIGHT SHE LOST HER VICTIM
AS SHE TRIED TO DANCE, DANCING THE TANGO
VERY FIRST TIME SHE COULDN`T GET HER VISTIM
AS THEY DANCED - THE TANGO MUERTE
It was that guy on the bar that looked like a potato
with his yellow leggings and a haircut like
The beatles had it some years later
The madame was dazzles by his ugliness
and crumbled to dust
immeditaley
filling the air with a bitter sweet smell
Alcohol is running down the greedy thirsty throats
pudgy fingers of the fat, igly sweating noble men
Are runnign over the soft velvet skin
of the lightly dressed girls
The orgy has reached to the highlight the music stops
and a red haired beauty enters the stage
it´s the Madame because it´s time to pay
AND EVERY NIGHT SHE TAKES A NEW ONE
AND THEN SHE`S DANCING, DANCING THE TANGO
AND EVERY NIGHT SHE`S CHASING HER VICTIMS
AND THEN TEYH DANCE - THE TANGO MUERTE
Night by night she sucked the souls
out of her weak-willed victims ans subjected them
Till that very night, as a young French street mime artist
entered the temple of l***
It was none other than Ramires Jesus Phillipe Sanchez
the cousin of an good old friend of us
And as the time has come for the madame to enter the stage
to start her dark ritual, she was visibly distracted
AND IN THIS NIGHT, SHE TOOK AN NEW ONE
SHE TRIED TO DANE, DANING THE TANGO
LIKE EVERY NIGHT SHE TRIED TO GET HER VICTIM
AS THEY DANCED - THE TANGO MUERTE
BUT IN THIS NIGHT SHE LOST HER VICTIM
AS SHE TRIED TO DANCE, DANCING THE TANGO
VERY FIRST TIME SHE COULDN`T GET HER VISTIM
AS THEY DANCED - THE TANGO MUERTE
It was that guy on the bar that looked like a potato
with his yellow leggings and a haircut like
The beatles had it some years later
The madame was dazzles by his ugliness
and crumbled to dust
immeditaley