Julia Holter
Vasquez (Live at RAK)
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you about
Faces I see
The stately, the rugged
Under dirt
And sun umbrellas
Their eyes on the gun
[Verse 2]
Some puppy eyes
Some fierce lady eyes
Some warm gentleman eyes
But some eyes
That can't look into mine
Look into mine
[Chorus 1]
"Bandido," they call me
No one knows the story (Ah-ah-ah)
I hate an imperious glance
In the gold country
[Verse 3]
I'm writing her a love song
How we fall into a dream in the rocks
Our rocks
They found me there
Chased after me
I crawled away quickly
Wasn't sure if I was lost
Or if I was running away again
[Verse 4]
Up what you now call the 14
I was a runner up the 14
Their mouths move to say
They wanna be the good guys
They wanna be triumphant
[Chorus 2]
They put me to sleep
On diagonal rocks
So no one knows the story (Ah-ah-ah)
I hate an imperious glance
In the gold country
[Post-Chorus]
In the gold
[Interlude]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah, oh
Ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-oh
Hah-ah-hah, ha
[Chorus 3]
No one knows the story (Ah-ah-ah)
Of Bandido
In the gold country
Bandido
No one knows the story (Ah-ah, ah)
I hate an imperious glance
In the gold country
[Outro]
In the gold country