Lo Atamo' Con Alambre

In this holy land, no one gets scared if there's a cyclone
And we don't take it to heart if the dining room ceiling falls
In this holy land, we never lack imagination
To fix the kettle and secure the bed with precision

We tie it up with wire, we tie it up with wire, sir
We tie it up with wire, with this hunger there's no other solution
When the bus driver slams the brakes without mercy
He asks for some coins and yells: Stop the bus
When the grocer gives you noodles with a bad taste

We'll only ask, if you have eggs, give me those two
We tie it up with wire, we tie it up with wire, sir
We tie it up with wire like a steak and let it rot in the sun
If you get sick with measles due to the external debt
And the nurse comes with a dumbass enema

If the end of the world comes in a second due to the explosion
Don't worry, baby, we still have a salvation
And what is it?
We tie it up with wire, we tie it up with wire, sir
We tie it up with wire and with a little piece of Scotch tape