Running through the jungle Running not to die Mortado and the Cannibals Mortado crucified!
Skewered to a tree Mondo torture hell Mortado and the Cannibals Mortado lived to tell...
Sticks and stones can break my bones But natives cannot hurt me! I lived through hell, I lived to tell Because the Cannibals deserted me!
Through my hands and feet were driven Cricifixion nails And now you're paying to hear My horrible cannibal tales!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
