De Muy Buen Ver

When you take a good look at the
Current events
that the newsstands offer,
I don’t know why there’s a clear dominance, so
pronounced,
of the flashy and profitable, so
exaggerated,
of the inflated chest, in general,
so you keep aspiring always and install it in your
mind,
spending continuously,
on gimmicks and various implants
and don’t ask who decides the approved design.
And if you also approve the front, it doesn’t
matter your talent
or if you need to study.
You can hook someone who gives you importance
with that piece of front that’s
adorned
just like the others, all so round.
A legion of young people dying to follow
the well-promoted and
standardized
models of constant aesthetics, of mindless music,
of the thoughtless masses.
And so what? What are you gonna do if you believe
that the priority in this life is to look good.

Wake up already, wake up
yeah, every culture tyrannizes in its own way.

And the newspapers dedicate large sections to
"contacts",
well-paid,
where they offer available women, how nice,
how nice.
Their anatomy exposed and focused in weightless
pieces like ex-votos
and so balloons abound in the media
and high-heeled shoes.
And while they debate whether to legislate
the Muslim veil,
well, light on clothes for any job
we’re much better off.
For me, this is gonna be like in Longares
where four eggs are two pairs.
And according to the conformities so conforming
for everyone conformed, women and men
united by emotional nonsense,
ah, someone invent the recipe...
Talent doesn’t emanate from my tits
and since I mention them,
I can’t consent to them,
I can’t hide, I can’t pretend.
This is the slogan: "you look great
if you’re looking good."

Wake up already, wake up
yeah, every culture tyrannizes in its own way (repeat)