La Vida Esta de Luto

There's a deaf person at the record label choosing the repertoire
A condom in the wallet condemned to the wrapper
There's a monkey in congress, there's a bankrupt genius
There's a confessed rapist inviting you for a drink.

There are lizards with shoes and shoes made of lizard
There are immediate loves and others that are worse than giving birth
Others that are worse than giving birth.

There's a wall at the border zigzagging on the map
The patrol always waiting like a rat trap
There's a damn paparazzo swinging on the branch
A delayed nun and a lover in a cassock.

There's more gossip on TV than songs on the radio
There are news that don't hurt and there's a stadium full of idiots
There's a stadium full of idiots...

And everyone lives here as if nothing
Always playing the fakir in disarray
Trying to come and go with the eagerness to fulfill
What a law of suicidal puppets dictates to them
Submissive in stampede.

There's an heir prince of obsolete crowns
There's a bull in the field demanding the pigtail
There's a wake in congress for the death of a decree
An idea is an excess like a forest in the concrete

I know a lawyer who's a vulture in a tie
With a book by his side, the law is cheap
The law is cheap.

And everyone lives here as if nothing
Always playing the fakir in disarray
Trying to come and go with the eagerness to fulfill
What a law of suicidal puppets dictates to them
Submissive in stampede, submissive in stampede...

Life is in mourning, crying is in fashion
The cunning one is saved, damn the one who damn...

And everyone lives here as if nothing
Always playing the fakir in disarray
Trying to come and go with the eagerness to fulfill
What a law of suicidal puppets dictates to them
Sheep in stampede.

As if nothing... In disarray...