El Magnifico

I've always been the best
At sabotaging my success
Just when the target is in place
The gun explodes into my face

I've got an alligator mouth
My reputation's pretty low
But when I walk back through the door
I feel like El Magnífico

My arm is rusty, full of holes
Never been good with self-control
You see a windmill on the hill
I see a monster I can kill

I've got a heart that's much too proud
And a conscience on skid row
But when I walk back through the door
Soy El Magnífico

Cuando estoy luchando
En la tierra sin razón
Confiesas que aún me amas
En las estaciones más frías

I traced it back to viking blood
I'm descended from those thugs
They made their way down to the French
And smashed through every wall's defense

Let's not forget the violent Saxons
And the rebellious Huguenots
The conquistadors of Spain
Who claim to be Magníficos

Cuando estoy luchando
En la tierra sin razón
Confiesas que aún me amas
En las estaciones más frías

And even when I'm fighting
In the dirt for no reason
You confess that you still love me
In the coldest of the seasons