Que digan misa

Change the dial
and don’t stop to hear
what they’ve said about you.

Open your eyes and maybe
between a rock and a hard place
there’s a spot for you.

Dying on the Grand Via
a little bit each day
is a good way to die.

On those four corners
full of the past
I walk to the exodus for you.

Let them say,
let them say,
let them say mass,
it’s enough already.

Let them say,
let them say,
let them say mass,
there’s nothing left to lose.

Communicating by radar
is that what you call progress?
when there’s nothing left to say.
Living mortified
whether it’s meat or fish
I only taste the elixir.

Debased, underestimated,
ways of living
compromised, affected,
ways of living.

Let them say,
let them say,
let them say mass,
it’s enough already.

Let them say,
let them say,
let them say mass,
there’s nothing left to lose.