Peluca Telefónica

(Is that your Walkman?)
(How modern it is)
(So over the top, so liberal)

I owe nothing to Entel
I’m watching my nose (phone)
The silence ends tomorrow
I’m gonna say goodbye (bye)
The time I dreamed of
Is eternity, it’s the sweet faith
That you’ll stay with me forever
Forever right here

And when I find a friend
I gotta go look for him
And I hit the supermarket
(Ado, ado, ado)
Looking for a foreman [?]
The dream that I dreamed
Is humanity
It’s humanity
The poet was right
You gotta take the raft mh, mh

(I’m living here mhm)
(In this abandoned world)
(Do you make rent? No, who does?)
Au sse aha uh

Cut it out, let us live in peace
Get it out, get it out a little
Get it out a little

When I get home early
I gotta drink (drink, drink, drink, to)
A liter of borrowed wine (ado, ado)
That I don’t plan to pay

The day I’m here
Is dawn, it’s believing
And looking into your ship-like eyes
Sailing towards me

(Hey, hey, stop, look but how the hell do you bring this thing, I can’t believe it)
(Look, hey bro, do you have any coke?)
(Hey right now, you know)
(That’s what we want and nothing else)
(Maximum level)
(So liberal strolling through Santa Fe)
(Listening to good music)
(Very FM)
(Do you have batteries?)

Telephone, jump off the diving board already
Showtime, take off the gel
Go natural without glitter

I don’t have any nylon coins left
I lost my wig (ha, ha, ha)
I keep paving my way
And I’ll make it to the end, let’s go!
Joy
I want to see your picture in the papers
Laughing, why?