Paren Los Relojes
Los Prisioneros
Stop the Clocks
In a few more years
They will give me a diploma
That will certify
My adult title
It will force me to wear the traditional uniform
That blends in with the adults
Within the city
The title will allow exclusive franchises
Porn movies, night shows
Serious deals, gray thermoses
I'll be able to say that I'm on my own now
If I'm very honest here
This is not for me
Stop the clocks, I'm getting off here
In adolescence, I feel very happy
Stop the calendars, don't run anymore
I'm opting out of the program
I don't want to grow up yet
Stop the clocks, I'm getting off here
In adolescence, I feel very happy
Stop the calendars, don't run anymore
I'm opting out of the program
I don't want to grow up yet
The years darken
The faces of my friends
The school uniforms
Die lonely
High school, a whole photo album
At Miguel's house
The kids and rainy afternoons
Day by day, they drift further away
Stop the clocks, I'm getting off here
In adolescence, I feel very happy
Stop the calendars, don't run anymore
I'm opting out of the program
I don't want to grow up yet
Stop the clocks, I'm getting off here
In adolescence, I feel very happy
Stop the calendars, don't run anymore
I'm opting out of the program
I don't want to grow up yet
And there's nothing to do, it's sad
Adult nothingness will come for us
All I have left is to make the most of the time
What's missing to end the hour?
Stop the clocks, I'm getting off here
In adolescence, I feel very happy
Stop the clocks, I'm getting off here
In adolescence, I feel very happy
Stop the clocks, I'm getting off here
In adolescence, I feel very happy
Stop the clocks, I'm getting off here
In adolescence, I feel very happy
Stop the clocks, I'm getting off here
In adolescence, I feel very happy
