歌词
Papi y el Bongo
[Verse] Sunday mornings come alive in fear I put on my shoes and chant the prayers here Halos high but shadows creep low Bongo beats to a tale untold [Verse 2] Candles flicker on the altar's stage Whispers quiet stir a hidden rage Choked on hymns with a soul in flight Papi's eyes burning in the holy light [Chorus] Boy don't you dare say curses loud Blessings come forth but silence so proud Papi's hand turns to a thunderous song Ass like a bongo when faith goes wrong [Verse 3] Revival tides wash me away each time Yet I'm shackled by fear in rhythm’s rhyme Church bells toll like a mocking laugh Every sermon a memory in the past [Bridge] The organ plays a requiem of sin Papi’s stern face as the choir begins Notes echo through my restless mind Cuss and the bongo will find your behind [Verse 4] Toe the line of divine and dread Papi's words haunting in my head Veiled in robes of forced belief A childhood lost in the church’s thief