El Guacarock de La Malinche

Beautiful dark corn
How much sorrow you give me
Are you ashamed of being dark?
Sad bleached blonde
Supposedly superior blonde
I prefer the toasted one
You changed the molcajete
For a fancy blender

Damn Malinche, courtesy
Doesn't erase Cuauhtémoc

I'm from here, not from there
You're neither from here nor there
You neither pitch nor catch nor let others bat
The curse will fall upon you
From the good god Texcatlipunk
Even if the monkey paints itself blonde
It remains a monkey

Damn Malinche, courtesy
Doesn't erase Cuauhtémoc

Ayayayayay
Ayayayayay
Ayayayayay

Damn Malinche, courtesy
Doesn't erase Cuauhtémoc

With my nagual face
With unshaven nopal
I'm proud, yes, yes, yes
I am the bronze race

If being Mexican is tacky and being Mexican is cool
Then truth be told... all tacky is cool

Damn Malinche, courtesy
Doesn't erase Cuauhtémoc