Livin’ La Vida Loca
To the tune of Livin’ La Vida Loca – Ricky Martin
Original version written by Robi Rosa and Desmond Child
New lyrics by Steve Wallis
Version 2, 20/3/2007
They’re into superstitions
Electrodes to genitals
I feel a premonition
That they’re gonna make life hell
They’re into new sensations
Hard kicks in the prison cell
Extraordinary rendition
Torture every day and night
They’ll make you take your clothes off
But won’t let you go dancing in the rain
They’ll take you to Guantánamo
Or maybe Abu Ghraib
They’ll try to control your brain
CHORUS:
Upside inside out
They’re livin’ la vida loca
They’ll push and pull you down
Livin’ la vida loca
Their guards have devil eyes
And your blood’s the colour of ochre
They will wear you out
Livin’ la vida loca
They’re livin’ la vida loca
Woke up in Baghdad City
In a dirty cheap hotel
They took your lover
And they took your money
They must’ve slipped you a sleeping pill
They put drugs in the water
And give you an ordeal like David Blaine
Once you’ve had a course of this
You’ll never be the same
Yeah, they’ll make you go insane
CHORUS
They’ll make you take your clothes off
But won’t let you go dancing in the rain
They’ll photograph your every move
And give you yet more pain
So you’ll never be the same
Upside inside out
They’re livin’ la vida loca
They’ll push and pull you down
Livin’ la vida loca
Their guards have devil eyes
And your blood’s the colour of ochre
They will wear you out
Livin’ la vida loca
Upside inside out
They’re livin’ la vida loca
They’ll push and pull you down
Livin’ la vida loca
Their guards have devil eyes
And your blood’s the colour of ochre
They will wear you out
Livin’ la vida loca
Livin’ la vida loca
Livin’ la vida loca
Livin’ la vida loca
I have recorded this song as a musical poem, now available as a Windows Media Audio (WMA) file or in MP3 format.