The jungle near Manaus
  The Amazonas full of piranhas
  The birds of paradise
  Disappear into the green desert
  For years and years
  We are hungry and desperate
  For the only thing worth living
  The excess
  We end our Great Mission
  Exhausted and sad
  And there is no hope left
  When suddenly
  In a cloud of golden smog
  The father of excess
  Jumps out of the water of
  The Amazonas full of piranhas
  And screams to the lost souls
    What are you doing at the Amazonas
  Leave Manaus full of piranhas [burp!]
  You will not find excess in the jungle
    And then
  He opened the green curtain
  Made of fleshy leaves and said
    I show you the excess of the
  Asphalt a Montmartre
  The excess of the belly-dance
  In Abu Dhabi
  And the excess of the everlasting night in Manhattan [burp!]
    Are you ready for the sensation del tango a Rosario?
  Leave him, the gorilla
  Leave the jungle of the Amazonas
  Leave Manaus full of piranhas
  And follow father excess...