Sin Parar De Pecar

Damn hangover, I start thinking 'nonsense'
I just realized that all I do is sin
Not a single commandment I've been able to respect
If hell exists, I'm going to feel the heat!

The first commandment tells us to love
God above all and I can't help it
Mine are women and if I tell the truth
I don't even remember God when it comes to love

You shall not take the name of the Lord in vain
No matter how much of a Lord he is, I want to remind him
If you want my respect, you have to earn it

They say you must always sanctify the parties
How nice! Great! Is it possible to go pray?
If there are Sundays and holidays when I can't even speak

Honor your father and mother, the fourth commandment orders you to honor
Just because they are dad and mom
I only respect those who respect me
Be it my father, my mother, or a Bengali lancer

The fifth tells us, you shall not kill
Can I get away with this one? Not entirely true
Because as I kill myself with jerking off, I had to admit
That I'm slowly killing myself and committing sin

If everyone insists
That thinking is sinning
I'm going to live
Without stopping to think

Impure thoughts, the sixth prohibited
I see only one solution to this
They should remove my brain and even then I doubt

Stealing is forbidden and I have the illusion
Of stealing for a moment your body and your heart
And keeping as a memory your underwear

The eighth tells us that lying is a sin
And bullshit! I say, because to survive
I lie to the tax office, to the wood, to the Civil Guard
To the government, the church, and whoever wants to oppress me

We are forbidden to commit impure acts
The ninth commandment; don't laugh, damn it!
I know nobody has been able to respect it
Much less Lust as 'well' imagine

I still have another one that I can't even remember
But I'm sure, I'll have to sin against it
In one sentence we'll summarize it: