I’m Heading Back To Madrid
Drunk at a bull fight on a Saturday night
Picasso was a pilgrim in search of holy light
Say no thanks to Franco too much blood spilled
The matador was tossed in the air what a thrill
I’m heading back to Madrid
Just like my daddy did
I got a small ego and a giant id
I’m heading back to Madrid
Sipping on a beer slipping to somewhere clear
It’s a new age world inflicting original fear
The swastika is being recreated
I wear a gold cross remembering He was hated
I’m heading back to Madrid
Just like my daddy did
I got a small ego and a giant id
I’m heading back to Madrid
Jet black hair a body magical as Spain
Twas love at first sight do I really have to explain
Her name was Maria or so she did tell
We shared the night with a delight of a rebel yell
I’m heading back to Madrid
Just like my daddy did
I got a small ego and a giant id
I’m heading back to Madrid
I launched an armada of Mariachis bands
To sail the high seas to distant lands
In Mexico City pretty girls dance the dance
And me and Maria we were taking a chance
Smuggling guns selling to the highest price
Maria bit the forbidden fruit no more paradise
I’m a sucker and fool hitting the high
No doubt the only way out is to up and die
I’m heading back to Madrid
Just like my daddy did
I got a small ego and a giant id
I’m heading back to Madrid
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