Che, qué esperas?

Hey, what are you waiting for?
that bang, bang, bang, bang
or that you can dance in the kiosks
you turn on the radio with idiotic songs
you create a god but who thinks of you?

Hey, what are you waiting for?
that bang, bang, bang, bang
or that your girlfriend doesn't kiss you anymore
you spread your legs on her birthday
and in the bathroom you break the pipes.

Hey, what are you waiting for?
that bang, bang, bang, bang
if Europe no longer attracts you
you have a sharp edge by your Adam's apple
and your pillow smells like Steely Dan.

Hey, what are you waiting for?
Hey, what are you waiting for?
Hey, what are you waiting for?
Hey, what are you waiting for?
Hey, what are you waiting for?