Xuplasangs

You want to feel answers to dumb questions
Stick a label on me to hang me on the stand
You’re gonna look for flaws to classify me
You’re gonna judge me and say: You don’t know where you are
You’ll do everything but listen to me
You’ll dig around, see where you can scratch
And that’s how you spend your life in full form
Winding up your mental mess

(I’ll put you on the band, I’ll get you the publicity,
I’ll get you the tours, I’ll make sure the hottest girls come to your dressing room.
But the rest, you gotta handle yourself)

You’re gonna promise me success always
Candy for a starving soul
If there are flaws later: Boom, I’m done
And you’ll tell me: The market calls the shots
You’re gonna advise me to take it easy
Whatever comes, sophisticated paternalism
How I’d love to have a weapon
When I hear you blablabla bragging about humility

Lost in a world of smartasses
Fucking kings of the scene
As far as I can see
(I can only be optimistic)

(Clearly) We’re parasites of the system they’ve created
We don’t measure up, there are no hands (suckers)
We gave them life
They’ll know what to really do. (Got it?)
You have your right, not even to throw a tantrum
The initials change, not the jacket (suckers)
What a cheap joke it turned out to be
(What a high price they’ve left for freedom)

(Those who create jobs,
call themselves entrepreneurs
I’m totally in favor of labor reform
And I would’ve gone even further)

You’re gonna brag about your empire
That you built all by yourself with your own hands
You’re not gonna solve the mystery
Of the cash you haven’t declared
You’re gonna grant us some merit
For that you’ve paid what you’ve paid
You’re gonna forgive us, or at least I hope
For not showing up five minutes early

(You think, when I have apartments all over the world,
that for a shitty rent of a thousand euros I’m gonna get dirty)

You’re gonna strut around with arrogance
Like the gentlemen of days gone by
You’re gonna gift condescension
Trading illusions for truths
And you’re so city, I’m so country
I’m so far from serenity
I with this anxiety, you unassailable
Thinking of your electorate

Lost in a world of smartasses
Fucking kings of the scene
As far as I can see
I can only be optimistic

(Clearly) We’re parasites of the system they’ve created
We don’t measure up, there are no hands (suckers)
We gave them life
They’ll know what to really do. (Got it?)
You have your right, not even to throw a tantrum
The initials change, not the jacket (suckers)
What a cheap joke it turned out to be
(What a high price they’ve left for freedom)