2005

Straight from the rimadero, boy today the troublemaker dog
mom, I want to be an artist just to make money
I live in a country of foolish green grocers
therefore I want a percentage for my hat.
Falls like January rain, from the sky
come to Seville here you can work as a waiter believe it.
the planet of the apes Spanish version,
with German animations from the Mclaim.
Black Rain, black rain over Galician waters
and me with this cap and a baseball cap.
the truth is that I feel sorry for myself
sometimes I can't do anything when there's no dinner and I smoke.
keep playing (Play Station) Ayrton Senna
you borrowed money from your friend and this is your sentence
more than anything girl it's in case you let your hair down
we carry a hammer as an emblem
I have a dilemma, my underwear rubs me and gives me eczema,
no problem, here everything is fixed with cream,
SFDK... what more do you want.

[Chorus (x2)]
2005 The year of the dog,
let them kill a bullfighter in every bull run by stabbing him with an iron bar
we're riding on a tractor
let everything relax and don't make me lose my nerves.

Bohemian look of a Serbian boy
I speak with the sweetness of a priest who abuses in a school.
for God's sake shut this guy up,
put a muzzle on him but on his nose if he goes to El Rocio.
showbiz, I see you on TV,
I vomit and get dizzy, they're earning a living in the playground.
I'm going to tell in Hip Flow that I ate your lupin package
I'll be showbiz, we'll live happily.
Here the kie is measured by the scars and by the golds
and by the mongol face.
it's hard to talk about following a fucking protocol
like dressing and styling so you don't stay alone.
here you can't enter if you're not wearing shoes
and if you don't leave soon we're going to slap you
you're going to look like a rag doll,
I'll lift you up the wall and staple you.
and the truth is that right now I feel skinny.
I act crazy,
you're living with someone else's face.
dedication to all the Sevillians who emigrated for work to the islands.
one to my health rolled up in a Rizzla.

[Chorus (x2)]
2005 The year of the dog,
let them kill a bullfighter in every bull run by stabbing him with an iron bar
we're riding on a tractor
let everything relax and don't make me lose my nerves.