"Mr. P. Mosh" as written by and Alejandro Rosso/reyes Gonzales....
Anda pachuco king señorita linda
Mi coche echa lumbre, mi corazon cosas bonitas
Soy el hombre de la noche soy la sombra de la vida
Mi sangre es la comida que te hace estar dormida

Pero no me hagas caritas solo busco otra salida
Bailando y cantando es tu castigo por ser viva
Soy el verdugo de tus sueños
No soy malo soy veneno, no me mires a los ojos
Porque puede que no encuentres nada mas que tu reflejo

Yo soy tu infierno
Yo soy tu infierno

En el lenguaje del amor yo era el verbo en carne viva
Yo era el dueño de estos bailes pero todo termino por

Mr. P M.O.S.H
Mr. P M.O.S.H
Mr. P M.O.S.H
Mr. P M.O.S.H

I am going to say, I do look gorgeous
How come you don't not like 'em?

1, 2, 3, 4

Soy la luz de este momento
No respiro soy de fierro
No me busques yo te encuentro
No me toques o te quemo

Ya no quiero ser asi yo quiero estar junto a ti
Pero asi es mi destino soy el rey de este camino
Solo veanme pasar no me imiten es mortal
No me busquen o si no su calavera va a llegar

Lo queremos conocer es mi amor es mi querer
Cada que vamos a fiestas de lejos se puede ver
Es Mr. P M.O.S.H

Yeah, talk to me, baby

Ahora si todos conmigo vamos a bailar
Ráscale mi Jason

Mmm, so
Mr. P. M.O.S.H.

Mr. López
Mr. T
Mr. P. Mosh




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    Translationenglish thanks to google translate:

    Go Miss Linda King Pachuco
    My car check light, my heart of pretty things
    I am the man of the night, I am the shadow of life
    My blood is the food that makes you sleepy.

    [But I do not just find another exit faces,]
    Dancing and singing is your punishment for being a diva,
    I am the executioner of your dreams, [I'm bad, I'm not poison]
    I look in the eyes because you may not find
    Nothing but your reflection!, I'm your hell, I'm your hell.

    [In the language of love I was the verb in the flesh,
    I was the owner of these dances, but all I end up:]
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.

    I must say I do look gorgeous
    {How could you not like him?}
    I must say I do look gorgeous
    {How, how could you not like him?}
    I'm, I'm, I must say I do look gorgeous
    {How could you not like him?}
    I must say I do look gorgeous
    ... One, two, three, four.

    I am the light of this moment, I'm not breathing iron
    I look, I find you, do not touch me or I'll burn,
    I do not want to be and I want to be with you
    But such is my fate, I'm the king of the road
    Just look at me go, I emulate fatal
    Do not look for me or if his skull is coming.

    (We want to know is my love my love,
    Whenever we go to parties from afar all you can see is:)
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.

    Yeah, talk to me baby,
    That's it reigns a little closer ...

    Now if all we're going to dance with me!
    ... Jason my rascal!

    Mmm, so ...
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
    Mr. Lopez ... Mister T. .. Mister P. Mosh ... Mister Bean ...
    Revidescent_84on June 26, 2011   Link
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    My InterpretationThis might be a better translation. From a native speaker :). I saw them live when they first came out in Monterry, Mex, their hometown, at UdeM when I was going to school there, I was like 15. We moshed it up. So Fun.

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    Go on Pachuco (Mexican gangsta) King, Pretty little miss
    My car shoots fire, my heart pretty things
    I am the man of the night, I am the shadow of life
    My blood is the meal that makes you fall asleep.

    [But don’t make faces at me I’m just looking for an exit,]
    Dancing and singing is your punishment for being alive,
    I am the executioner of your dreams, [I'm not bad, I'm poison]
    Don’t look me in the eyes because all that you may find
    Is nothing else but your reflection!, I am your hell, I am your hell!

    [In the language of love I was the verb in living flesh,
    I would own these dances, but it all ended because of]
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.

    I must say I do look gorgeous
    {How could you not like him?}
    I must say I do look gorgeous
    {How, how could you not like him?}
    I'm, I'm, I must say I do look gorgeous
    {How could you not like him?}
    I must say I do look gorgeous
    ... One, two, three, four.

    I am the light of this moment, I don’t breathe I’m made of iron
    Don’t look for me, I’ll find you, do not touch me or I'll burn you,
    I do not want to be like this, I want to be with you
    But such is my destiny, I am the king of this road
    Just look at me go, Don’t imitate me it’s fatal
    Do not look for me, or if not will be the arrival of your skull.

    (We really want to meet him, he is my love, he is my desire,
    Whenever we go to parties from afar all you can see is:)
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.

    Yeah, talk to me baby,
    That's it my queen a little closer ...

    C’mon everybody now and let’s dance!
    ... Scratch it my Jason!

    Mmm, so ...
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H,
    Mister P. M-O-S-H, Mister P. M-O-S-H.
    Mr. Lopez ... Mister T. .. Mister P. Mosh ... Mister Bean ...
    RBrightton April 12, 2013   Link

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