Whitewash

Went there to make money

Turned into love and politics

As it always seems to

The joker in the pack

And void attacks

This and that

Without you


Anyhow

What a place of fury

Hear legion voices always

Black legions

In their whitewash world

Like bitter enemies

The ones who pay for railway tracks

Off Irish backs

That's old hat

Or is it


De toute façon

Too much psychotherapy

Analyze classical deficiency

Strange moral scopes

Stuck up their "superb" culos

Espectacular!

Say girls of rosarinas

In mode desfiles

And kinvolk from Mercedes

Who make you laugh sometimes


But the accent's brutal

Dispersing schooling

Boy, can they gurgle on

Far portside

It's a long way

From homes and surebeats

The ones they left for fortune

And, yeah, they're lucky

Booming on in mad sun lands