Carta a Mi País

Hey Woman Do What You Want
Those who were good
Got lost in their good intentions
And they were good if so good and so new
And so good and so new
Now they are just so alone
A group of old drunks
Who don't think anymore
About you or me
Not about you or me
Not about you or me
Not about you or me
Not about you or me
Not about you or me
Not about you or

And what's left
Join a
Religious or anarchist study group
What else is there, what does it matter
Dadadadadadadadadadadadaa

Another reason to
Work without a contract
Have children
Only in conversations
Become closer to my friends
And play the guitar for them
And send everything to hell
Playing the guitar for them

Going crazy is not so difficult
Pushing a little further
It's like falling on the subway tracks
Pushing a little further
Vavavavavavavavavavavavaaaaa

That's why Hey Woman Do What You Want
Yes Woman Do What You Want
Do What You Want But Do It Now
That's why Hey Woman Do What You Want
Little woman Do What You Want
And hopefully not too far from here