LYRICS

Again there are cat barrel worn by ancient seas,
filled with gunpowder minted, every moment ready to explode.
again we are on the arena, gladiator arena
and rolling pin in your hands you become a fiery copy.

Chorus:
Gano, Gano, come to Gano they swing under the quilt,
Gano, Gano, rotates, suck, op-op, super Gucci.
Gano, Gano, let’s get to Gano early,
Gano, Gano, super Gucci, op-op, spin suck.

still steaming, like his old station,
again in the volcano rumble you, please ask them I de itching.
again we are right in bitter battle for the sky,
everyone wants to fly alone, to hide their secret dreams.

Chorus: (x3)