Estopa

And trapped in my world
Magical, tragic
That I always confuse
And there's a lot of traffic
It smells like chloroform
And ethyl ether
I'm not satisfied with living...

Chanting chants
Sadistic, dreamlike
Without being a quantum physicist
I can describe them to you
Pretending to be a saint
Model - magnificent - angelic
Much beyond normal
Above good and evil
Virtual, real adimensional
Sexual, sexual
Above all sexual
Above all sexual
Above all...

If you open your lips well
I'll eat everything
Since I'm already a hundred years old
In eating hot food
You can hear from the closet
A little background music

It must be the damn radio
Broadcasting a depressing song
That bores me deeply

I keep chanting
Sadistic - dreamlike
Without being a quantum physicist
I can describe them to you
Pretending to be a saint
Model - magnificent - angelic
Much beyond normal
Above good and evil
Virtual, real adimensional
Sexual, sexual
Above all sexual
Above all sexual
Above all...

The world without politicians would be very boring
The world without fanatics would be moderate
The world without critics would be very criticized
And the world without me
Wouldn't listen
To my sadistic, dreamlike chants

Trapped in two notes
Drops that run out
Sounds that explode
That puke that haunt me with bad cards
So many jacks!

That if I break them, the dodge is not noticed
I'm not satisfied with living
I'm not satisfied with living
Because this rhythm calls me