Pueblo podrido
El Cuarteto de Nos
Rotten Town
I live in a rotten town
Where everything's gone to hell
And I walk at night, always in the dark
Stumbling through the trash
And I won't get very far
On a bus full of old folks
'Cause I get held up with a gun
By punks who are twelve years old
(Oh, oh, oh)
This is how I wanna be
(Oh, oh, oh)
This is how I wanna be
(Oh, oh, oh)
This is how I wanna be
My shoes are getting soaked
Stepping on the loose tiles
And the street gives me no break
Dodging horse shit
And the thieves don’t give a damn
It's easy to buy off the cops
And when I look for shelter at home
I have to kick the beggars to get in
(Oh, oh, oh)
This is how I wanna be
(Oh, oh, oh)
This is how I wanna be
(Oh, oh, oh)
This is how I wanna be
There's nothing left to do here
If you stayed, it's 'cause you didn't leave
And on the corner, there's a nasty smell
If it’s not cold, it’s hot
Monday night, there’s nowhere to go
But maybe it’s better, why go out?
If the neighbors beat me up
If I don’t give them cash for wine
And if some loser asks me
Why don’t you leave this rotten town?
I say: Don’t make me get violent
And listen to what I’m saying
(Oh, oh, oh)
This is how I wanna be
(Oh, oh, oh)
This is how I wanna be
(Oh, oh, oh)
This is how I wanna be