En Este Barrio
Hablaban siempre de dinero
y planeaban asaltar un banco
y al llegar otro febrero
sonaban con fugarse en un barco
y ano tras ano se iban yendo asi
creyendo que la vida era un velero
sueno tras sueno quedaban alli
crucificados en un sumidero
uno se hizo maricon
otro se hizo marino mercante
aquel cree en la revolucion
mientras su hermano es un traficante
de calle en calle los muchachos van
buscando hembras para el levante
lunes tras lunes se repite igual
a esta vida ya no hay quien la aguante
Dicen que quieren rock and roll
y algunos hasta se fuman un porro
hay quien suena con washington
y hay quien anda con la cara de forro
en este barrio tambien esta el que
se caga en todo y hasta en nueva york
no adora el dolar y claro lo ve
que ese norte no es la solucion
Hablaban siempre de dinero
y planeaban asaltar un banco
y al llegar otro febrero
sonaban con fugarse en un barco
quien se quedo critica al que se fue
y todo el mundo sabe lo que pasa
no se si yo me quedo o si me ire
ya me canse de mi barrio y mi casa
In This Neighborhood
They always talked about money
and planned to rob a bank
and when another February came
they dreamed of escaping on a boat
year after year they kept leaving like that
t hinking life was a sailboat
dream after dream they stayed there
crucified in a sewer
one became a f****t
another became a merchant marine
that one believes in revolution
while his brother is a drug dealer
day by day the boys go
looking for girls for the taking
Monday after Monday it repeats the same
no one can stand this life anymore
They say they want rock and roll
and some even smoke a joint
there are those who dream of Washington
and there are those who walk around with a stupid face
in this neighborhood there is also the one
who s**ts on everything and even on New York
he doesn't worship the dollar and clearly sees
that the north is not the solution
They always talked about money
and planned to rob a bank
and when another February came
they dreamed of escaping on a boat
those who stayed criticize those who left
and everyone knows what's going on
I don't know if I'll stay or if I'll leave
I'm tired of my neighborhood and my house