El Club de Los Idiotas

A giant room full of men
Two or three women folding envelopes
The background song is any
And all the walls are color photos

This is the club of the idiots
Where the idiots fall in love with you
This is the club of the idiots
Where the idiots forgot about you

They eat parts of pork and drink a lot of beer
They say 'very good' every time they get upset
They smile sideways if someone ignores them
And invent ridiculous slogans

They all have a number in their heads
Women compete for who is more beautiful
They are important people, intelligent people
People who collect Playboy magazines

From the corner of the capital
Reaching each of their hearts
A new way of doing things
Supporting another is supporting myself

This is the club of the idiots
Where the idiots fall in love with you
This is the club of the idiots
Where the idiots forgot about you

They are journalists, soccer players
Owners of brands, daughters of dressmakers
Millionaires who squander every Sunday
Ladies who kiss the bishop's ring

People with foreign-sounding names
Parents of many children who dye their hair
Faces helped by Photoshop
Citizens who often visit Disney World

We need a change now
Because God wants it that way
And because you, like us
We do our best

This is the club of the idiots
Where the idiots fall in love with you
This is the club of the idiots
Where the idiots forgot about you

This is the club of the owners of this land
I am not impressed with their phrases and promises
Their women do not represent the dignity of women
Their actions are crumbs, they are nothing, they stink!

Why do you have to tell us all those oddities?

It's not about oddities, fanaticism, or blasphemies
It's about Honduras, it's about poverty
Here laws are invented and protect their wealth
They take away our lands, sell us their ideas

But when someone says the world is crooked
They show the way out and also seek sustenance

Well, I won't be as scientific as the members of this sect
But I know they've fooled me
And for that, I don't need much science
They promised us paradise, brought down the stars
Look at us: We don't even have a penny to pay for school
Besides, their campaigns are absurd, they offer us stupid dances
And unintelligent songs, they pay us to put an X on our foreheads
That's why I refuse to peel their teeth

But that's undemocratic
Well, I don't care, I'm with my people
And until my people are not
Replacing their places
I will not participate in any
Of their foolish barbarities

Here where the mule threw Genaro
The central television reported: The voice of the idiots
This was the third and final call

This is the club of the idiots
Where the idiots fall in love with you
This is the club of the idiots
Where the idiots forgot about you

Let's support Honduran art!