Viejos capos
Mejor no hacer demasiadas preguntas,
hacerte el loco con tus putos héroes.
No siempre van a estar a la altura,
la vida es dura de roer.
Sangre caliente, genio y figura,
amantes dominantes al poder.
Tengo la fe pero tengo mis dudas
y espero no dejarlas de tener.
Los viejos capos cantan ‘Blowing in the wind’
los jóvenes católicos se empalman.
Tus ídolos se lanzan en el último sprint
cuando ya no queda nada que ganar.
Mejor no hacer demasiadas preguntas,
dejarlo todo igual que lo encontré.
Tengo la furia y tengo la culpa,
el hambre con las ganas de comer.
Piel de serpiente, carne de rumba,
tan sólo es la impresión que me llevé.
Mejor no hacer demasiadas preguntas,
si tienes algo bueno que perder.
Los viejos capos cantan ‘Blowing in the wind’,
los jóvenes católicos descargan.
Tus ídolos se lanzan en el último sprint
cuando ya no queda nada que ganar.
Los peces gordos ladran, vienen por aquí
los días que se inclina la balanza.
Los números no fallan, tus ídolos, sí
sólo tienes que vivir con ello,
sólo tienes que vivir con ello.
Quique Gonzalez (Delantera Mítica, 2013)
Paquito
Paquito se va
a comer todas las golondrinas
de la catedral
y luego llenará
los zapatos de mamá
con chinchetas.
Más tarde le dirá
que no tiene hambre.
Paquito quemará
la montura de sus gafas
con un cigarro de
césped seco
y luego jugará a los vaqueros
con una pistola de verdad
y matará a su mejor
amigo.
Y se va acostar
y dormirá para siempre
colgado de una pesadilla
después de tomar la leche,
después de tomar la leche .
Josele Santiago (Los Enemigos - La vida mata - 1990)
Queen of Denmark
I wanted to change the world
But I could not even change my underwear
And when the shit got really really out of hand
I had it all the way up to my hairline
Which keeps receding like my self-confidence
As if I ever had any of that stuff anyway
I hope I didn’t destroy your celebration
Or your Bar Mitzvah, birthday party or your Christmas
You put me in this cage and threw away the key
It was this ‘us and them’ shit that did me in
You tell me that my life is based upon a lie
I casually mention that I pissed in your coffee
I hope you know that all I want from you is sex
To be with someone that looks smashing in athletic wear
And if your haircut isn’t right you’ll be dismissed
Get your walking papers and you can leave now
Don’t know what to want from this world
I really don’t know what to want from this world
I don’t know what it is you wouldn’t want from me
You have no right to want anything from me at all
Why don’t you take it out on somebody else?
Why don’t you tell somebody else that they’re selfish?
Weepy coward and pathetic…
Who’s gonna be the one to save me from myself?
You’d better bring a stun gun and perhaps a crowbar
You’d better pack a lunch and get up really early
And you should probably get down on your knees and pray
It’s really fun to look embarrassed all the time
Like you could never cut the mustard with the big boys
I really don’t know who the fuck you think you are
Can I please see your license and your registration?
Don’t know what to want from this world
I really don’t know what to want from this world
I don’t know what it is you wouldn’t want from me
You have no right to want anything from me at all
Why don’t you take it out on somebody else?
Why don’t you tell somebody else that they’re selfish?
Weepy coward and pathetic…
So Jesus hasn’t come in here to pick you up
You’ll still be sitting here ten years from now
You’re just a sucker but we’ll see who gets the last laugh
Who knows, maybe you’ll be the next queen of Denmark
Oscar a los 10.000 Followers
