Cuando Me Muera
Meta Guacha
When I Die
On the day that I die
beside the coffin,
I want them to put wine, coke, and some booze
and not send me flowers, better some weed
and instead of candles, light up
a joint by my head.
Bring one of my rags and wrap up my sadness
because I don't know if St. Peter likes to drink beer
although I doubt if Christ is one of us
he looks like a thug and doesn't seem posh
he looks like a thug and doesn't seem posh
