Gato Lopez
Él nació en la calle, no pudo elegir
Entre escombros y basuras tuvo que vivir
La calle le hizo fuerte, allí se rebeló
Y es que, tío, no hay dinero
¡Es un gato obrero!
Su madre callejera, su padre siamés
Tiene veinte hermanos en ¡Carabanchel!
Busca en la basura algo que comer
Y es que, tío, no hay dinero
¡Es un gato obrero!
López es algo especial
Desde cachorrito ya bailaba ska
Sus botas, su chaleco y su forma de andar
No está domesticado, ¡es un gato ska!
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
Flaco, desnutrido, tiene que comer
Le quita las pelas a los gatos bien
Perros policía van detrás de él
Y es que, tío, no hay dinero
¡Venga el monedero!
La sociedad gatuna no le quiso entender
Por eso se rebela y grita: ¡Qué les den! (Bien)
Es un reflejo claro de la sociedad
Y es que, tío, no hay dinero
¡Es un gato obrero!
López es algo especial
Desde cachorrito ya bailaba ska
Sus botas, su chaleco y su forma de andar
No está domesticado, ¡ama la libertad!
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
López es algo especial
Desde cachorrito ya bailaba ska
Sus botas, su chaleco y su forma de andar
No está domesticado, ¡es un gato ska!
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, síguelo
Sigue, sigue, sigue, sigue, resiste López
¡López!
Gato Lopez
He was born on the street, couldn't choose
Among rubble and trash he had to live
The street made him strong, there he rebelled
And it's because, man, there's no money
He's a working cat!
His street mother, his Siamese father
He has twenty siblings in Carabanchel!
He searches in the garbage for something to eat
And it's because, man, there's no money
He's a working cat!
Lopez is something special
Since he was a kitten he danced ska
His boots, his vest, and his way of walking
He's not domesticated, he's a ska cat!
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Skinny, malnourished, he has to eat
He takes the scraps from the well-fed cats
Police dogs chase after him
And it's because, man, there's no money
Bring out the wallet!
The feline society didn't want to understand him
That's why he rebels and shouts: Screw them! (Well)
He's a clear reflection of society
And it's because, man, there's no money
He's a working cat!
Lopez is something special
Since he was a kitten he danced ska
His boots, his vest, and his way of walking
He's not domesticated, he loves freedom!
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Lopez is something special
Since he was a kitten he danced ska
His boots, his vest, and his way of walking
He's not domesticated, he's a ska cat!
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Go on, go on, go on, go on, follow him
Go on, go on, go on, resist Lopez
Lopez!