Bombo Fabrika - Gabriel Garzón-Montano

Something in the wind, tastes so sweet

Time to eat again, a peach bite melody

Mama made it rain, milk and blood

So the funk is on ten, never mind enough

I glow for you

I’m in the silo

I glow for you

I’m in the silo

Oh my god, prophecy upon the bones

We gets up like trampolines, Bombo Fabrika on a roll

Get down gently, gently down the stream as I row

Eyes blink open and I see all my little thoughts in a row

Nicest when I dream, I go go go

Purple clouds in teams, float past (drift by) my window

Cup em in my palms, my play dough

Make a cherry bomb, set them back afloat

I glow for you

I’m in the silo

I glow for you

I’m in the silo

Oh my god, prophecy upon the bones

We gets up like trampolines, Bombo Fabrika on a roll

Get down gently, gently down the stream as I row

Eyes blink open and I see all my little thoughts in a row