원문 가사
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Walking in the subway of Lisbon,
taking the stairs to the surface.
Who would have thought that a monster,
a piece of human trash,
dwells on the streets.
Look at him, someone said,
I stared and stood there.
Overwhelmed by his head,
perplex, like seeing some dead.
CHORUS:
The Lisboa man, it lives on Rossio square,
a rare disease covers up his face .
Red swellings, looking like a raspberry,
begging for our money and pity.
On the corner of Rossio Square,
suddenly human horror appeared.
There at daylight, not at night,
a freak of nature to my delight.
Showing off his fuckin' ID,
so every moron passing could see.
His early face before his disease,
what a pathetic jerk, my god please...
Why doesn't it kill
itself? Why?
CHORUS:
The Lisboa man, it lives on Rossio square
a rare disease covers up his face .
Red swellings, looking like a raspberry
Begging for our money and pity.
So, if you ever want to go there,
make sure to go to Rossio Square.
It's worth the price, you won't regret,
to take the trip to see his head.
The Lisboa man
The Lisboa man
