Los managers
Teníamos unos managers que eran de Huelva,
uno medio calvo y otro con coleta.
Y la gente decía: ¿qué es lo que pasa?
¡qué oscuridad tan grande! ¿qué es esta guasa?
Cogieron un conjunto de corte moderno
con las intenciones de pasar el invierno.
Pero ¡valiente conjunto, conjunto estiércol!
Por poco les roban los instrumentos.
En el Mercedes del padre de uno de ellos
nos llevaron a Chipiona para dar un concierto.
Y la gente decía: ¿qué es lo que pasa? ¡qué mal se oye!
¿será de cubata y tanto polen?
El Perico con su moto,
Matías con la coleta,
El Rafa con su Tofito,
y el Nono lleva la mesa.
The managers
We had some managers who were from Huelva,
one was half bald and the other had a ponytail.
And people would say: what's going on?
Such darkness! What's this joke?
They took a modern-looking band
with the intentions of getting through the winter.
But what a brave band, a band of manure!
They almost got their instruments stolen.
In the Mercedes of one of their fathers
they took us to Chipiona for a concert.
And people would say: what's going on? It sounds so bad!
Could it be from the drinks and so much pollen?
Perico with his motorcycle,
Matías with the ponytail,
Rafa with his Tofito,
and Nono carries the mixer.