Gunpowder

Gunpowder

Carlos Pistolero, a youngster from El Paso
Robbed a dozen banks, the local shotgun hero
Hear the people scream: “Cuidado con el gringo”!

One hot summers day, drank gallons Desperados
Traded his white horse, for a black Camaro
Full throttle ram rai, “Ahi va otro banco”!

A cloud of GUNPOWDER!
A semi-covered face
A blast of GUNPOWDER!
Watch out, ricochet
The smell of GUNPOWDER
Go seek a hiding place
He loves the, GUNPOWDER, whooooooo

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!

The more banks he robbed, the more he became loco
In came the fuzz to shoot this bad-ass “mofo”
They set up a trap, “Asir el bandido”!

A cloud of GUNPOWDER!
They blew off half his face
A blast of GUNPOWDER!
Watch out, ricochet
The smell of GUNPOWDER
He found his resting place
He loves the, GUNPOWDER, whooooooo

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!

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