Hay Que Comer

The light is out, the money is gone, they cut off the water and the rice is gone.

To think that until recently we weren't so bad
on weekends we ate at a restaurant.

My kids always went to private school,
now they sell stolen peanuts at the school gate.

And to buy alcohol to seal our sorrows
we broke the piggy bank the kings left them.

My car is rotting in the garage
because I can't afford gas anymore.

I'm not materialistic but what can we do
If we had money before and now it's gone

We have to eat
We have to eat

I killed my mother yesterday with an iron bar
because the nursing home was more expensive than the burial.

And the winter is so harsh that we burn
the daughter's Barbies and the son's Nintendo in the fire.

The poodle Cuqui ended up
in a spectacular stew I made.

I'm not materialistic but what can we do
If we had money before and now it's gone

We have to eat
We have to eat

Speaking of the son, we sold him to a dealer
and the middle daughter is wandering the boulevard.

The oldest is supported by an elderly retiree
who, if she treats him well, sends him back with empanadas.

My wife suddenly got appendicitis
and we didn't have money to pay a doctor.

I operated on her myself with nail clippers and cotton,
the appendix was big and ended up in the stew.

I'm not materialistic but what can we do
If we had money before and now it's gone

We have to eat
We have to eat