Great Mission - Boris Blank
    The jungle near Manaus
    The Amazonas full of piranhas
    The birds of paradise
    Disappear into the green desert
    For years and years
    We are hungry and desperate
    For the only thing worth living
    The excess
    We end our
    Exhausted and sad
    And there is no hope left
    When suddenly
    In a cloud of golden smog
    The father of excess
    Jumps out of the water of
    The Amazonas full of piranhas
    And screams to the lost souls

    What are you doing at the Amazonas
    Leave Manaus full of piranhas [burp!]
    You will not find excess in the jungle

    And then
    He opened the green curtain
    Made of fleshy leaves and said

    I show you the excess of the
    Asphalt a Montmartre
    The excess of the belly-dance
    In Abu Dhabi
    And the excess of the everlasting night in Manhattan [burp!]

    Are you ready for the sensation del tango a Rosario?
    Leave him, the gorilla
    Leave the jungle of the Amazonas
    Leave Manaus full of piranhas
    And follow father excess...

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