This is the story of Tony Tormenta
This is the story of the one called the Storm
This is the story of Tony Tormenta
The cruelest of the druglords ’twas ever born

Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
He left the world the same way he came in
Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
Covered in the blood of his own countrymen

Killers in the countryside
Lock-step with police
Ain’t no translation, man, for that kind of beast
They’re killing babies in the street
Strike a deal but it just won’t keep

Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
No time for tears once the storm has passed
Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
The last man he killed this time was his last

Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
Nobody dares whisper his name
Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
Zetas taking over, Zetas bringing the pain

Throwing grenades in the market square
Setting fire to the Virgin’s hair
Killing babies in the street
Strike a deal but it just won’t keep

Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
Legend has it he gave federales the slip
Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
He bought the store, the rats jumped the ship

Beheaded priests in the church archway
Burned-out ranchitos on the old highway
Killing babies in the street
Strike a deal but it just won’t keep

They hang you high
Without your hands and legs
They tape your face
And watch you beg
Tamaulipas is the place of fear
A chainsaw is the last sound that you hear

Tony Tormenta
Was 48
With bodyguards he called
The Scorpions
He like to watch
From his armored car
He was called the craziest one
He was called the craziest one

Aqui estan sus pinches, he would write
In his enemies blood
Red and bright
With $7 million
On his head
He shot the priest
Father Romero dead
Handcuffed in his car

One hundred-fifty marines
Helicopters and tanks
Rolled into Matamoros
Closing down the Benito Juarez highway
Closing down the Benito Juarez highway

Don’t leave your house, one tweet read
Eight hours of hell still ahead
Marines and tanks and grenades
November 5, 2010 was the day
They killed Tony Tormenta
They killed Tony Tormenta

Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
No time for tears once the storm has passed
Nobody crying for Tony Tormenta
The last man he killed this time was his last

Words and music by Hector Saldana; Copyright 2012