Gato Lopez

He was born on the street, couldn't choose
Among rubble and trash he had to live
The street made him strong, there he rebelled
And it's because, man, there's no money
He's a working cat!

His street mother, his Siamese father
He has twenty siblings in Carabanchel!
He searches in the garbage for something to eat
And it's because, man, there's no money
He's a working cat!

Lopez is something special
Since he was a kitten he danced ska
His boots, his vest, and his way of walking
He's not domesticated, he's a ska cat!

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez

Skinny, malnourished, he has to eat
He takes the scraps from the well-fed cats
Police dogs chase after him
And it's because, man, there's no money
Bring out the wallet!

The feline society didn't want to understand him
That's why he rebels and shouts: Screw them! (Well)
He's a clear reflection of society
And it's because, man, there's no money
He's a working cat!

Lopez is something special
Since he was a kitten he danced ska
His boots, his vest, and his way of walking
He's not domesticated, he loves freedom!

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez

Lopez is something special
Since he was a kitten he danced ska
His boots, his vest, and his way of walking
He's not domesticated, he's a ska cat!

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez

Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Lopez!