Cancheros
No queremos las migas, no queremos la hiel
No queremos la mugre nena que joder.
No queremos las sobras, no queremos la piel,
No somos tus mendigos, digo que va´cer
No queremos pasarle la lengua a tu papel
No queremos los restos de tu buena fe.
No queremos la tuca, ni tu cara de pescadito
Regalando premios desde t.v.
Solo quieren que te rías (que triste debe ser)
Acostado, sin un cobre, estás cansado de esta vida pobre.
Parece fácil, parece que lo es
Pero cuando te pega te quiero ver que hacés
Toda la vida mirando pasar a los cancheros que sabían a hablar
Quedaste, encerrado, con un corazón acorralado
Fumando, fumando, fumando, fumando
Fumando, fumando, mirando la ventana
Fumando, fumando, fumando, fumando
Fumando, fumando, fumando marihuana
Y hubo un día en que no pudiste soportar
Y saliste a la calle porque tenías que gritar
¿y los cancheros? ... muertos
Los cancheros los cancheros muertos
¿los cancheros? ... muertos
Los cancheros los cancheros los cancheros muertos
Comenzaste a buscar alguien que tuviera magia para dar
Comenzaste a buscar un corazón simple
Un corazón abierto, un corazón de bombo, un corazón de bombo.
Cool People
We don't want the crumbs, we don't want the bile
We don't want the dirt, baby, to bother us
We don't want the leftovers, we don't want the skin
We're not your beggars, I say it's not going to happen
We don't want to lick your paper
We don't want the remains of your good faith
We don't want the weed, nor your little fish face
Handing out prizes from the TV
They just want you to laugh (how sad it must be)
Lying down, without a penny, you're tired of this poor life
It seems easy, it seems like it is
But when it hits you, I want to see what you do
All your life watching the cool people who knew how to talk
You stayed, locked up, with a cornered heart
Smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking
Smoking, smoking, looking out the window
Smoking, smoking, smoking, smoking
Smoking, smoking, smoking marijuana
And there was a day when you couldn't bear it
And you went out to the street because you had to scream
And the cool people? ... dead
The cool people the cool people dead
The cool people? ... dead
The cool people the cool people the cool people dead
You started looking for someone who had magic to give
You started looking for a simple heart
An open heart, a heart of drum, a heart of drum.