El pobre
K.O.M.A.
The Poor
The poor was born disturbed deep down
He has never respected even the natural laws
He doesn't know why the hell he came to this world
And by vocation, he kills mental cells
The poor is hungry, the poor is thirsty
The poor is cold, the poor is screwed
He can't hook up with all those snobs
They all act like retarded princesses
A couple of drinks fill his emptiness
To keep on puking in the streets
He has no shame, nor has he ever known it
He has tried everything in all the doorways
He begs nonstop but no one gives him a dime
He eats whatever he finds like the animals
