Gente
Raul Paz
People
An old man on a balcony
Sitting in his chair
Says he’s gonna wait
For death
In a room up front
They’re saying a prayer
That might make things better
For the people
In a place I know
A guy who can’t see
Takes some photos
That are great
And on the street a man
Dressed just like me
Says that I’m not
In a house yesterday
With a paper roof
They invite you to eat
They’re not lying
A handsome dude
Shows off all his style
And says things
'Cause he feels it
That’s how life is here
Sometimes so happy
And sometimes almost
You regret it
There’s not much solution
Or much to understand
Everything here is so different
A Spanish tourist
Is taken to the balcony
He’s missing his pants
What a crowd!
A black girl in heels
Speaking her Spanglish
Says she’s Swedish
And doesn’t understand
A bland white guy
Decided to dance
And put on that hot
Rhythm
After work
We’re gonna grab
A drink with the clerk
Looks like he’s twenty-six
But he’s only sixteen
But he’ll look you
In the eye
An old champion
Turns into a hot woman
Dancing on the boardwalk
With her people
Too many opinions
There’s so much to do
Everything here is just
A matter of luck
There’s not much solution
Not much to understand
Everything here is really different
People with swing
Lara lara lai ai ai ai ahhhhhh laru lai ai ai ai ahhhh
Lara lara lai ai ai ai ahhhhhh laru lai ai ai ai ahhhh
Lara lara lai ai ai ai ahhhhhh
The old man on the balcony
Takes a shot of rum
Says he’s already killed
Death
The prayer ends
Two hundred for the coffin
Let the next one
Come in
The guy who can’t see
Also plays chess
And dodges the Japanese
What luck
And on the street the man
Dressed just like me
Tells me that I’m the one
Who’s lying eh eh ehhh
Who’s lyingggg
People with swing
Lara lara lai ai ai ai ahhhhhh laru lai ai ai ai ahhhh
Lara lara lai ai ai ai ahhhhhh laru lai ai ai ai ahhhh
Lara lara lai ai ai ai ahhhhhh
People with swing
People with swing
People with swing
People with swing
Hahaha
