After hearing that Castro was ill with relinquishment
He figures that the inhabitants of South Miami would want him back
He grins an evil dictatorial on his face
While flags of Cuba waved all around him
He could tell that his subjects of old taught their children the vile of hatred for Castro
Now these nuevos ninos para el futuro de Cuba carry it in their hearts and souls
But what will the future hold for that country
Batista dances about with the conga line in mindset tow
He thinks that the all mighty and holy of Capitalism will absolve Cuba from Communism
Secret Mafia brotherhood back in control of the once bursting at the seams casinos with the green blood money poison pouring forth just like back then
But he thinks it could be different from an old and instead of a new entirely
Corporate dictatorship could be his invested rule in Cuba
All is needed a forecast for favorable “climate” and it will be set in place
The war of waiting and waiting for “that” kind of change is it here at last
Batista looks to keep the conga line mindset in tow
Alcohol de Batista le seguimos si nos conducimos siempre they cry out
As once again he flashes his evil grin of satisfaction
Rum of redemption for all he calls out and keep it coming
I want my people who kept my memory alive to be drunk with deception
He floats over the crowd madden by joy
Soon he says soon
As he watches the conga line of futuro de Cuba dance about in the night
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