Es Lo Que Hay

Life is like a boomerang
You get what you give
If you throw it in the ass
It will come back to your ass

The richest guy
Is content with what there is
He's richer than the one who has
The one who has to give

Everyone lives
With their eyes full of lemon
With holes in their bellies
And fish in their hearts
Some use their heads
And others can't stop talking
They only use their heads
When they want to comb their hair

That's what there was
When we went to the party
That's what there was
When we went to dance
That's what there was
If you saw what we saw
When we came back, there was nothing left

That's what there was when we went
It was the last show
But we still had fun
The clown died
He's a god in his underwear
A fat lady with a smell
Everyone in this circus
Is in the lion's mouth...

That's what there was...
We'll see
When it stops raining
If this doesn't stop
There will be nothing left

That's what there is!
That's what there is!

It hurts the one who lives
It bothers the one who listens
The one who plays never dances
And the one who knows doesn't answer
The one who fell asleep
Gets eaten by a shark
Sometimes you have to hit
Before they hit you

That's what there was...
There's nothing left
That's what there is!
That's what there is!