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whirl: We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day

hotshot: it was our wedding day

whirl: We were getting ready, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky

hotshot: no clouds allowed in the sky

whirl: Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin

hotshot: thunder

whirl: You telling this story or am I?

hotshot: I'm sorry, mi vida, go on

whirl: Bruno says, "It looks like rain"

hotshot: (why did he tell us?)

whirl: In doing so, he floods my brain
optimus, get the umbrellas
Married in a hurricane
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno

medix: Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch ch ch
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
Always left optimus and the family fumbling
Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?

scorch: seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams (hey)

everyone: We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno

brushfire: He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead (no, no)

bulkhead: He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said (no, no)

heatwave: He said that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)

everyone: Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read

slash: He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the grapes that thrive on the vine

optimus prime: óye, hoist's on his way)

medix: He told me that the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
Betrothed to another
It's like I hear him, now

slash: Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you

anyone: Um, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to know about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno

scorch: Slash, your boyfriend's here

everyone: Time for dinner

scorch: seven-foot frame, rats along his back
When he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams

whirl: You telling this story or am I?

Optimus prime: Óye, hoist's on his way

whirl: Bruno says, "It looks like rain"
In doing so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane

everyone: he's here
Don't talk about Bruno, no

anyone: (why did I talk about Bruno?)

everyone: Not a word about Bruno

anyone: I never should've brought up Bruno!