Deborah Wilbrink - Edgar Songtexte

Edgar is a tough guy, stands all of four foot four
In him boils blood of Aztec priests, fed by fire from the matador
Edgar is a tough guy, his homework never comes back
His free breakfast goes down fast, smuggled into his backpack.

CHORUS Edgar faces a new world, He meets it headlong
Hes ready to machete his way, in a world that respects
The moneyed . . . And the strong

Edgar is a tough guy, Stands out in the school bus roar
He and Jos and Adrian, Are generales in a private war
Edgar is a tough guy, showing the new kid signs
Theyll meet on the street tonight, Edgar wastes no time.

CHORUS Edgar faces a new world, he meets it headlong
Hes ready to machete his way, in a world that respects
The moneyed . . . And the strong

Edgar is a tough guy, but hermanita begins to fret
Hes always home before daylight, how could he forget?
Edgar is a tough guy, in a coffin so small and cheap
The church is full, the school is closed, tears run to a Reggaetn beat

SOLO

Edgar is a tough guy, we wont see him again.
Take him off the middle school roll, and welcome little brother in.
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