מילים לשיר Buenas Tardes Amigo – Ween

Buenas Tardes Amigo
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
You killed my brother last winter
Hola, my good friend
You shot him three times in the back
And I hoped we'd see each other again
Oh mama, still dresses in black
In the night I still hear mama weeping
For you I wanted to greet
I looked at every fiesta
With poison interlaced with the meat
Maybe I'd sell you a chicken
Mama loved him the best
He was head honcho with the ladies
You.you look like my brother
Mama always said he was blessed
The village all gathered around him
They couldn't believe what they saw
And that I'd find you and upstand the law
I said it was you that had killed him
The people of the village believed me Mama.she wanted revenge
I told her that I'd see that she was honored
I'd find you and put you to death
So now.now that I've found you
I tell you it was me who killed him
On this such a joyous day
Buenas tardes amigo
But the truth I'll never have to say
Hola, my good friend
Cinco de Mayo's on Tuesday
And I hoped we'd see each other again
Yes, I hoped we'd see each other again.