Maria Mercè

And if you don't want
to work an eight-hour shift,
but you've spent your cash
on those new shoes.

And if what you earn,
is just a pittance,
that is, if you earn anything.

And we don't want
to invest our lives
in a peaceful routine,
a bunch of bullshit.
We prefer
to eat seeds on the street,
celebrate it with our cousin.
Oh! Mª Mercè Mercedites,
what are we gonna do now?
we should sell the house
and go rent instead.

Oh! Mª Mercè Mercedites,
let's go dance
'cause I don't like church
and I can't eat bread.
Whether it's work,
or if it's school,
we can't decide
or specialize.
But it doesn't matter,
we'll taste a bit of this and that,
they won't be able to label us.

And finally,
the plumbing's burst,
the handyman came,
said he'd fix it.
But we found each other
and went out for drinks
in the sun, what a joy!