La Típica
(Cómo se le van a tirar la fiesta ahí óme)
(Aquí no ha pasado nada, esto es una fiesta de amigos)
(Lo que pasa es que se pasaron de tragos, y por las muchachas)
(Usted sabe, estos chayanes se alborotan, pero)
[Gambeta]
Tiempo de filosofar, aquí no dicen ser o no ser
Aqui dicen, eso es bala o pólvora. Taxistas dicen
Yo no voy por allá cerraron la calle, se va a armar
La de Troya
Una marranada es una tómbola, los tombos las prohiben
Pero reciben donaciones navideñas. Huele a nuevo, hasta los
Muertos estrenan (un chorro pa' las animas)
No me pise los tenis cuando pase, el evangelio
De Juan Pachanga dice: Venid a mi casa, multiplicad los peces, el vino
Y las mujeres pilas que el sancocho sigue en la terraza
Este es el paraíso para eso, la gente no descansa hasta ver el sol
Entre obsequios y ebsequias, la receta es dos tazas de nostalgia por
Una de alegría (meto 20 lucas para matar esta sequia)
Tengo varios difuntos atrancados en la tráquea, voladores
De aqui un morro, pilas con ese carro, ha pasao' tres veces
Pura fiscalía
[Gambeta y Kaztro[
Quién la ve tan presumida (ja)
Y anoche, bailé con ella
A dos cuadras del billar
Nos dieron las doce y
Carambola al más allá
Quién la ve tan presumida (ja)
Y anoche, bailé con ella
A dos cuadras del billar
Nos dieron las doce y
Carambola al más allá
[Kaztro]
Yo, llegaron los aguinaldos, días festivos con amargos recargos
Medallo es un pesebre, los Santos son más grande en las casas de los pobres
Para comprar equipos de sonidos empeñan el televisor
Sirvo guaro, sirvo de borracho, sirvo de fiador. La temporada
Está que arde, compran hasta un hueco, sin árbol navideño
Se bebe a palo seco
En el baile del muñeco, suena cariñito
De Rodolfo y Marioneta de Cartón. Todo se paga a crédito, plan separe
Para la policia el payaso se durmió y lo despintaron, el año que viene hablamos
Le dijeron al que fía (sin caso y en contra vía) ya compraste el incienso? (Todo pa'l último día)
Al hijo de Doña Consuelo (le robaron)
La plata de la natillera (por buñuelo)
No habrá traido y se quejaron, la vida también es un regalo, pero nunca lo entendieron
[Gambeta y Kaztro]
Quién la ve tan presumida (ja)
Y anoche, bailé con ella
A dos cuadras del billar
Nos dieron las doce y
Carambola al más allá
Quién la ve tan presumida (ja)
Y anoche, bailé con ella
A dos cuadras del billar
Nos dieron las doce y
Carambola al más allá
(Mi estilo de vivir es un diciembre de 300 días)
The Typical
(How are they going to throw away the party there ome)
(Nothing has happened here, this is a friends party)
(What happened is that they had too many drinks, and because of the girls)
(You know, these chayanes get rowdy, but)
[Drib]
Time to philosophize, here they don't say to be or not to be
Here they say, that's a bullet or gunpowder. taxi drivers say
I'm not going there, they closed the street, it's going to be armed
The one from Troy
A marranada is a tombola, the tombos prohibit them
But they receive Christmas donations. It smells new, even
Dead people make their debut (a splash for the souls)
Don't step on my tennis shoes when you pass by, the gospel
From Juan Pachanga he says: Come to my house, multiply the fish, the wine
And the women know that the sancocho is still on the terrace
This is paradise for that, people don't rest until they see the sun
Between gifts and gifts, the recipe is two cups of nostalgia for
One of joy (I put in 20 lucas to kill this drought)
I have several dead people stuck in the trachea, flying
From here a nose, batteries with that car, it has passed three times
Pure prosecution
[Gambeta and Kaztro[
Who sees her so conceited (ha)
And last night, I danced with her
Two blocks from the billiards
They gave us twelve and
Carambola to the beyond
Who sees her so conceited (ha)
And last night, I danced with her
Two blocks from the billiards
They gave us twelve and
Carambola to the beyond
[Kaztro]
Yo, the bonuses arrived, holidays with bitter surcharges
Medal is a manger, the Saints are bigger in the houses of the poor
To buy sound equipment they pawn the television
I serve guaro, I serve as a drunk, I serve as a guaro. The season
It's burning, they even buy a hole, without a Christmas tree
It is drunk dry
In the doll's dance, it sounds sweet
Of Rodolfo and Cardboard Puppet. Everything is paid on credit, separate plan
For the police, the clown fell asleep and they unpainted him, next year we'll talk
They told the one who trusts (without case and contrary) have you already bought the incense? (Everything for the last day)
Doña Consuelo's son (they robbed him)
The silver of the custard (for buñuelo)
They will not have brought and complained, life is also a gift, but they never understood it
[Gambeta and Kaztro]
Who sees her so conceited (ha)
And last night, I danced with her
Two blocks from the billiards
They gave us twelve and
Carambola to the beyond
Who sees her so conceited (ha)
And last night, I danced with her
Two blocks from the billiards
They gave us twelve and
Carambola to the beyond
(My style of living is a December of 300 days)