Deborah Wilbrink - Edgar lyrics

Edgar is a tough guy, stands all of four foot four In him boils blood of Aztec priests, fed by fire from the matador Edgar is a tough guy, his homework never comes back His free breakfast goes down fast, smuggled into his backpack. CHORUS Edgar faces a new world, He meets it headlong Hes ready to machete his way, in a world that respects The moneyed . . . And the strong Edgar is a tough guy, Stands out in the school bus roar He and Jos and Adrian, Are generales in a private war Edgar is a tough guy, showing the new kid signs Theyll meet on the street tonight, Edgar wastes no time. CHORUS Edgar faces a new world, he meets it headlong Hes ready to machete his way, in a world that respects The moneyed . . . And the strong Edgar is a tough guy, but hermanita begins to fret Hes always home before daylight, how could he forget? Edgar is a tough guy, in a coffin so small and cheap The church is full, the school is closed, tears run to a Reggaetn beat SOLO Edgar is a tough guy, we wont see him again. Take him off the middle school roll, and welcome little brother in.