Los de siempre
La Fuga
The usual ones
I walk more dead than alive, always from here to there
I don't even know where I live anymore, or what ground I should step on
But today they won't be able to stop us, we are hot
Today we're going to mess things up
The missus got mad,
She can't stand me anymore
She says I don't pay attention,
That I should stop singing
She's with her lover
And she's happy
I wish them well,
I prefer to be here,
The ones with long hair,
The deafening noise,
The usual ones, the drunks
Heart of rock and roll
If we go out we get into trouble
And they don't kick us out of the bar
If we get into trouble we leave
There's no way to change
Here you see me, today I'm in your city
Bring out some bottles because the party is about to start
The problems vanished when I smoked too much
I crawled to the van, I don't know who will drive
Monday will come again to tell us
That we've gone too far.
