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How the hell do you want me to feel Spanish?
If the judges on TV still sing the 'Cara al Sol'
Little disobedience, a lot of alcohol tourism
And a fascism in essence that is out of control
Like Albert Rivera, like Raúl Albiol?
Is that how you expect me to feel Spanish?
To wave the flag when the national team plays
With pride of a nation when someone scores a goal
And what nation?
The one selling weapons to Israel without a soul
They put the grenade that kills that child
And they save themselves, going to a procession
Because during Holy Week, everyone is very devout
And they love to be in the photos
The Court gives them the possibility of votes
Their seat enlarges their pocket, yours is torn
And Encarna's kid pulls on the motorcycle
Do you want me to feel from the land of the evicted?
Ruling with fear and manufacturing self-attacks
Learned a lot from the United States
That's why we've grown up in Americanized Francoism
Angelicalized that pedophile priest in the Church
Historical memory here suffers from amnesia
Alcoholic society, drugged youth
If you don't care about anything, this society appreciates you
Radio stations, shit!
Shitty music!
They give bad messages that bring back machismo
Shitty education!
Shitty religion!
Spain is so fascist that even the Left is fascist here
Makes Juanca return what he spends on parties
And families with no reserves for soup or greens
Or clothes, don't you see?
Serve them, be their servant!
You pay for the coke and to them, you're worthless!

Dear nation, I have a State solution
Let us be ruled by whores, as their children have failed us
I won't stay silent, I show them the finger
I also shit on God, like Willy Toledo
Dear nation, I have a State solution
Let us be ruled by whores, as their children have failed us
I won't stay silent, I show them the song
The dick in the mouth of Jiménez Losantos

How the hell do you want me to feel about the red and yellow flag?
Too much blood on its hands, fucking fascist
If hearing this song bothers you
I'll give you a shock for a heart attack!
Look at the Inquisition, the Catholic Monarchs
In this nation, evil is chronic
A civil war that still has open wounds
As we have our own without justice in the ditches
If I say a comet here does something special
They accuse me of space terror apology
If I'm a cop and rape a girl with three others
They'll say it's theater and that I'm actually a good guy
Franco is immortal, he's in every doorway
No one fools me with Rafa Nadal's victories
The most corrupt party, a bad product, sweeps
And the people who vote for it will lose their homes tomorrow!
Dear police investigating the songs
What a job, bastards, it must be fun
They feel fulfilled by the service provided
Could I end up handcuffed if I don't watch out?
Or I could end up locked up
They want to silence me
You have to be on their side
You do the forced work
You think being high is screwing the State
And the State is happy, you've given it what it wants
Spain, what are you playing at?
Proud of businessmen like Amancio Ortega?
Fuck the Osbornes!
Screw their wineries!
Fuck the bullfighters and that bull from the Vega
Fuck Ciudadanos, they're the New New Force
Fuck Podemos, you don't mess with the people
I'm not cynical, it's the rescued banks
And that family man who kills himself because he's ruined

Dear nation, I have a State solution
Let us be ruled by whores, as their children have failed us
I won't stay silent, I show them the finger
I also shit on God, like Willy Toledo
Dear nation, I have a State solution
Let us be ruled by whores, as their children have failed us
I won't stay silent, I show them the song
The dick in the mouth of Jiménez Losantos