Romero El Madero

With a dog-like face and dressed in blue
In his little shirt and his cap
He feels proud to contribute
To this society

Since he was a kid, he started to trip
Dreamed of being like Starsky or Hutch
The cops from the movies blew his mind
What a crazy thing

Romero the cop is hanging at the bar
With all the cops in the city
Drinking and smoking, they won't stop talking
About their manhood

They talk about order, justice, and law
About blacks, junkies, whores, and gays
About how they mistreat society
Stealing freedom

Romero the cop is excited
Tomorrow he’s got a protest to attend
He pulls out his baton and starts to charge
And then, laughing, he tells it at the bar
(Equilicuá)

Old Romero likes to feel
His baton smashing against a nose
If blood runs, he feels so good
He’s doing his duty

He doesn’t care and never wanted to know
Why the protest was happening yesterday
His poor brain can’t think
He’s a professional

Romero the cop is left stunned
When at a protest he feels trapped
Suddenly, a heavy military boot
Slams into his face with brutality

Where they take, they give

Romero the cop
Romero the cop
Steel brain