O.V.N.I. (Objeto Verde Nada Inteligente)

There are beings that I can't classify
And they come in uniform with a license to kill
They set ambushes, usually go in pairs
They only live in Spain because they live like Gods
You can find them at any roundabout
And their favorite abuse is that of authority
They give you a hard time even though their color is green
And anything they say is worth more than your opinion

In their green ships they patrol the city
And they search people with total impunity
They are from another galaxy, from another civilization
And they can't be human, because they have no heart
Their superpower is something supernatural
They turn a bar fight into terrorism
On the road, lurking at a checkpoint
They take everything you have and your documentation

They are 'picoletos'
Be careful at night if you see a blue reflection
They are 'picoletos'
They understand each other with an Andalusian accent
They are 'picoletos'
They can take everything from you, even the will to live
They are 'picoletos'
They have difficulties reading and writing

They are more right-wing than the fascists around
And everything for the homeland is the slogan of their home
Don't waste time appealing a fine
Even if it's by force, they are right
They are recognized by their military accent
By their bad attitude and unmatched arrogance
And a long time ago this conclusion was drawn
From always and forever an asshole is an asshole

They are 'picoletos'
Be careful at night if you see a blue reflection
They are 'picoletos'
They understand each other with an Andalusian accent
They are 'picoletos'
They can take everything from you, even the will to live
They are 'picoletos'
They have difficulties reading and writing