Cuello Rojo
Babasónicos
Redneck
My ways are unlikely
And my destiny is to be a bandit
Mr. judge, I'm guilty
I just arrived and did bang-bang-bang
You managed to see me a little more normal
Or is it just that I've learned
to act in front of you
I was educated in intolerance
I didn't choose to be cursed
Mr. judge, I'm guilty
I got angry and did crack-crack-crack
You managed to see me
a little more normal
Or is it just that I've learned
to act in front of you
Redneck, renegade...
Redneck, bang bang...
Mr. Judge, I'm not sure
it will be the last time I do it...
My situation is objectionable
Because clearly I don't fit in this
Condemn me to the electric chair
I want to hear that click-click-click
You managed to see me
a little more normal
Or is it just that I've learned
to act in front of you
My condition is reproachable
But I'm loose out there
One of these days I'll show up,
you'll hear a knock-knock-knock.
