Portugal

We’re gonna burn burn burn burn burn our way out to Portugal
We’re gonna eat eat eat eat eat our way down to Port
We’re gonna drive all the ladies wild with our American accents
We’re gonna learn how to say “How much for this cab” in the present tense
We’re gonna burn burn burn burn burn our way out to Portugal
Head’s up Portugal, Head’s up Portugal, Woooooaaaahhhh
It’s gonna be like “Montes Claros” the day our feet hit the streets
We conquer like the Moors with our alt-rock-county-jazz beats
Throw some tarps on the grapes when we blaze our way to Duoro
Where we meet Moonspell for a battle of the bands este verão
We’re gonna burn burn burn burn burn our way out to Portugal
We’re gonna burn burn burn burn burn our way out to Portugal
We’re gonna burn burn burn burn burn our way out to Portugal
Head’s up Portugal, Head’s up Portugal, Woooooaaaahhhh
Vasco de Gama
House of Braganza
Jose Malhoa
The Portuguese Shatner
Estabo Novo is a no go
Eusibeo Eusibeo
vamos comer bacalhau
My name is Steve
super boch ole ole
Jose Merenio
We’re gonna burn burn burn burn burn our way out to Portugal
We’re gonna eat eat eat eat eat our way down to Port-----ow
We’re gonna drive all the ladies wild with our American accents
We’re gonna learn how to say “How much for this cab” in the present tense
We’re gonna burn burn burn burn burn our way out to Portugal
We’re gonna burn burn burn burn burn our way out to Portugal
We’re gonna burn burn burn burn burn our way out to Portugal
Head’s up Portugal, Head’s up Portugal, Woooooaaaahhhh