Jura Por Tu Dios

I grew up in a gypsy neighborhood, Manoteras Madrid
Despite the fights, I was a happy kid
With my cousin and buddies, messing around all day
On the street, making ourselves noticed and running from the cops
All good things come to an end, you grow up
We all have to make a living
We're taught that we have to suffer to live better
And that dreams from childhood come to an end

If to be normal I have to settle
If I just have to stay quiet, I don't want to breathe
And if I have no other options, tell me the truth
Just swear by your god
If to be normal I have to settle
If I just have to stay quiet, I don't want to breathe
And if I have no other options, tell me the truth
Just swear by your god that it won't hurt me

Find a job you hate, start working
Vocation is not for you, curse your dad
Find a wife and get married, scream at society
Before your death, with luck, you'll pay off a house
Like trained monkeys in a zoo
What options are there, all paths are already marked
Old friends now look at me like a weirdo
You conform and follow the rules or you're shunned
In your neighborhood, in your city, in your country
Control is more subtle than in the past, but it's there
If they brainwash your people, what will become of you
You'll be lonelier every day if you want to break free

If to be normal I have to settle
If I just have to stay quiet, I don't want to breathe
And if I have no other options, tell me the truth
Just swear by your god
If to be normal I have to settle
If I just have to stay quiet, I don't want to breathe
And if I have no other options, tell me the truth
Just swear by your god that it won't hurt me

Power and money, money and power
Those are the only gods and everything else is
Placebo for the people, simple religion
It's the conclusion of those who practice introspection
Go to church, temple, mosque, who cares
Don't ask questions that bother authority
Deepening is heresy, you must trust
Screw the big bang theories
How intrigued I am by this society that is the herd
Years go by and I wish to see it change
Just an echo far from reality, ooo
Evolution is a sport that requires solitude
We never see each other because we have nothing to talk about
But we'll gather to celebrate Christmas
A display of love, spending money on a commercial date
You'll be accused of betrayal if tradition makes you sick

If to be normal I have to settle
If I just have to stay quiet, I don't want to breathe
And if I have no other options, tell me the truth
Just swear by your god
If to be normal I have to settle
If I just have to stay quiet, I don't want to breathe
And if I have no other options, tell me the truth
Just swear by your god that it won't hurt me