Los Ejecutivos
María Elena Walsh
The Executives
The world has never been for everyone
But today it seems to belong to a man
Who, on an airport little ladder
Cultivates a briefcase but no flower
Smiling and forever shaved
He works to give us the illusion
Of a technicolor sky where very few
Learn to play golf
Oh!, how clever the executives are
How clever they are, from the armchair to the plane
From the plane to the lounge, from the harem to the Eden
They are always right
And they also have the upper hand
The upper hand and the upper hand too
The world has always been for those on top
But today it's for a man in an elevator
Whom we can see in magazines
Cutting the cod with a triumphant air
He doesn't eat to set an example
Of maximum performance and comfort
He digests over the phone and then sells us
Pure robot consciences
Oh!, how clever the executives are
How clever they are, from the armchair to the plane
From the plane to the lounge, from the harem to the Eden
They are always right
And they also have the upper hand
The upper hand and the upper hand too
The world has always been for some chosen ones
Today it's for the one who chooses the best
Dynamic and surrounded by stewardesses
Sacrificing themselves for a million, or two
Since he has everything but time
He advises us on television
To save to have status in death
Eternity in a watch
Oh!, how clever the executives are
How clever they are, from the armchair to the plane
From the plane to the lounge, from the harem to the Eden
They are always right
And they also have the upper hand
The upper hand and the upper hand too
