Los managers

We had some managers who were from Huelva,
one was half bald and the other had a ponytail.
And people would say: what's going on?
Such darkness! What's this joke?

They took a modern-looking band
with the intentions of getting through the winter.
But what a brave band, a band of manure!
They almost got their instruments stolen.

In the Mercedes of one of their fathers
they took us to Chipiona for a concert.
And people would say: what's going on? It sounds so bad!
Could it be from the drinks and so much pollen?

Perico with his motorcycle,
Matías with the ponytail,
Rafa with his Tofito,
and Nono carries the mixer.