Cuéntame que el paro,
cuéntame que el hambre,
cuéntame cien mil al mes,
Cuéntame que llueve.
Sabes que vas a comer
Por dar hostias a la gente.
Sabes para quien trabajas.
Tus lágrimas las compras
En las rebajas.
Era un hombre y ahora es poli.
Siempre obedeciendo.
Has vendido tu dignidad.
Eres una pieza más,
Eres mi enemigo.
Gracias a tu estupidez,
gracias a tu humillación,
gracias a tus putas gracias,
Empezaron mis desgracias.
Era un hombre, y ahora es poli.Where the road runs down but the butternut grove
To old Bill Skinner's stream
Do tell at the noonday bell
It's time for a summertime dream
In a lunch pail town in a one horse way
You can live like a king and queen
Let's steal away in the noonday sun
It's time for a summertime dream
Birds in all creation will be twitterin' in the trees
And down below's a pond I know
You can swim in it if you please
And if you come 'round when the mill shuts down
You can see what chivalry means
Let's steal away in the noonday sun
It's time for a summertime dream
On a trip on down to wonderland
In love among the flowers
Where time gets lost with no straw boss
Tallyin' up the hours
Where the road runs down by the butternut grove
To old Bill Skinner's stream
Do tell at the noonday bell
It's time for a summertime dream
Birds in all creation will be twitterin' in the trees
And down below's a pond I know
You can swim in it if you please
And if you come 'round when the mill shuts down
You can see what chivalry means
Let's steal away in the noonday sun
It's time for a summertime dream