Tras la barra del bar

Gorka-Limotxo works as a waiter
Behind the bar all the time
He puts up with the boss and puts up with the ladies
Hey kid!!! A custard apple liqueur
It's five o'clock, here comes the nightmare
Cortado coffee, buns, and chamomile tea
Among the colors of an old coffee maker
Gorka-Limotxo works but dreams
This damn damn job, I'm gonna tell everyone to go to hell

Behind the bar counter, a life goes by
Behind the bar counter, a life
But dreams are interrupted
By those people who demand everything loudly
He cleans the bar counter and grits his teeth
On the other side, people have fun
You must not argue with that lady
Your education is always something fundamental

After five years, I come to the conclusion
The customer is not always right
This damn damn job, I'm gonna tell everyone to go to hell
Behind the bar counter, a life goes by
Behind the bar counter, a life
He spends at night what he earns during the day
His future looks like a lottery ticket
He'll have a few drinks, his workday is over
Trapped in a bottle
Inside and outside the bar counter!