Bitxo Raro
Otra vez has despertado tirado por el suelo
no sabes donde estás
intentas recordar lo que ha pasado
tu cabeza parece un volcan
La gente camina por la calle, mirando de reojo
ese quien sera? Y tu tan solo logras acordarte,
de aquella maldita botella
de patxarán
Andas siempre por ahí borratxo
andas siempre por ahí tirado
andas siempre sin un puto duro
andas siempre como bitxo raro
De repente miras hacia el suelo, la botella
ahí está, a su lado una pota fresca le pone
el sello de identidad
Sigues mirando su figura y a duras penas
empiezas a pensar, apuras lo poco ke le keda
eskupes en el suelo otro dia va a empezar
Weird Dude
Once again you woke up lying on the floor
you don't know where you are
you try to remember what happened
your head feels like a volcano
People walk down the street, glancing sideways
who could that be? And you can only remember,
that damn bottle
of moonshine
You're always out there drunk
you're always out there wasted
you're always broke as hell
you're always like a weird dude
Suddenly you look down at the bottle
there it is, next to it a fresh puddle
puts the stamp of identity
You keep looking at his figure and with difficulty
you start to think, you finish what little he has left
you spit on the ground another day will begin