La Niñera Esta Muerta
Ella dice que es la niñera yo la veo como mi condena
me grita me manda a buscar nuestras pijamas
cepillarnos los dientes y entrar en la cama
ella no cuenta historias de hadas
solo de monstruos que salen debajo de mi cama
y cuando apaga las luces me deja a pensar en mi ventana
por las noches nos despertamos
a ver si cumple su funcion
y no le importa solo come solo bebe
solo grita solo mira television
aunque a cada instante le repito
que la voy a acusar cuando venga mi mama
solo se levanta su gordo brazo
como si me fuese como si me fuese a pegar
el reloj ya marco la media noche
la niñera esta de nuevo en el sofa
aprovechemos la ocasion y el momento
de vengarnos antes de que llege mama y papa
no le digas a mama
que la niñera a muerto ya
no le digas a mama
que la niñera esta muerta
no le digas a mama
no le digas a mama
no le digas a mama
The Nanny Is Dead
She says she's the nanny, I see her as my sentence
she yells at me, sends me to get our pajamas
to brush our teeth and get into bed
she doesn't tell fairy tales
only stories of monsters that come out from under my bed
and when she turns off the lights, she leaves me thinking by my window
at night we wake up
to see if she fulfills her duty
and she doesn't care, just eats, just drinks
just screams, just watches TV
even though I repeat to her every moment
that I will accuse her when my mom comes
she just raises her fat arm
as if she were going to hit me
the clock has struck midnight
the nanny is back on the couch
let's take advantage of the opportunity and the moment
to get revenge before mom and dad arrive
don't tell mom
that the nanny is dead already
don't tell mom
that the nanny is dead
don't tell mom
don't tell mom
don't tell mom