Run, run! Flee! Just get away!
pack your diamonds and your gold
cross the Alps, we must be bold
getting hot for real, this place
bullets whiz and grenades bang
they will bust us, we will hang
Gotta get ’em off our tail
they are comin’, there’s no time!
head down the Genoa trail
Alois gonna use his knack
pack the cash into the sack
Branko, Carlos find ’em now!
penejos, bandidos, kill the gringo,
Argentina!
penejos, cabrones, kill the gringo!
Run, run! Flee! Just get away!
pack your diamonds and your gold
cross the Alps, we must be bold
mad dogs always sniff around
our feet burn upon this ground
there ain’t nothin’ for us here
Time to get out of this shit
winnin’ streak is very far
hell awaits with burnin’ tar
Bodo is where they moor ships
signals here getting red
cross the Pond – it’s full ahead!
penejos, bandidos, kill the gringo,
Argentina!
penejos, cabrones, kill the gringo!
The doc has drowned
bad luck – he’s down
that nasty doc has drowned
good luck – unung
Juan’s cool – ain’t no two ways!
he will help us get to where
there is peace, good grub ain’t rare
though they’ll try – cause we ain’t square
they may never fid us there
they may never wack us there
penejos, bandidos, kill the gringo,
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