He comes from a grave in Spain Bringing you pain On the dancefloor Your legs turn to gore
The flamencorpse is coming To make you suffer When he stars to dance You have no chance… to survive
The dancefloor is slippery Fear and sorrow For all the discokids There’s no tomorrow
The flamencorpse is coming To make you suffer When he starts to dance You have no chance A rose in his mouth Twist and shout Hasta la vista Disco anti-christa
A broken discoball In your face The flamencorpse will End your days A huge amount of San Miguel He brings back to his Grave of hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.