La Balacera
4 Pesos de Propina
The Shootout
When at night the dream grew
A loud bang shook me awake
And I stepped out into the street, all confused
A lot of gunfire caught my attention
People laughing
People crying
People singing
People dancing
And then they freeze...
I can't believe it
It was a quiet city
I can't believe it
People were living in a daze
People were living in a daze
People laughing
People crying
People singing
People dancing
And then they freeze and...
A nice shootout will come
A nice shootout will come
Against the whole city
Against the whole city
And the parliament, the slaughterhouse
And in every neighborhood, there was fire and it burned
So much gunfire
So much confusion
And my eyes... shining with joy
A nice shootout will come...
People laughing
People crying
People singing
People dancing
And then they freeze...
Against the whole city...
And if I predict a nice shootout
Since I find myself within the border
Of good
Of evil
Trying to wake up
Dreaming that my people will break Babylon
That enough with the deals
Enough with the lies
Enough with saying that the weed is bad
They hit us with the TV
With the communication
They sell us the lie in fiction format
They don't convince us
They don't call us
We wake up every day
Waiting for the big day
When we wake up and it’s not a dream
A shootout, now, right here
A nice shootout will come...
But,
it was just a dream
People kept sleeping,
it was just a dream
People die peacefully...
People die peacefully...
