Ya Te Vas a Mejorar
El Cuarteto de Nos
You're Gonna Get Better
One day I was heading to work
When I fell down the stairs
Then I became a freak
From the hit on my head
The doctors told me
That I would recover
If I followed the treatment with patience
To women, I had always been a freak
So I didn’t notice the difference anymore
What happened?
My friends came to visit me
They said it wasn’t anything serious
They patted me on the back, laughed behind my back
And even stole my meds
My lawyer didn’t want to declare me incompetent
But he did recommend I take a break
To leave my affairs
To go sailing
And to sign some papers just in case
And out there in the field, everyone told me
You're gonna get better!
And in the family, everyone told me
You're gonna get better!
I’ve lost my patience with the lobotomy
You're gonna get better!
I lost my left hand and it still hurts
You're gonna get better!
Oh oh oh!
But now I’m tired of being the fool
So I bought myself a chainsaw
And now I’m out there roaming around
Mutilating everything that comes near
For now, almost nobody calls me a loser
Without regretting it in four seconds
Because I want to treat my fellow humans equally
In forty by forty chunks
And out there in the field, everyone told me
You're gonna get better!
And in the family, everyone told me
You're gonna get better!
I have a catheter stuck in my bladder
You're gonna get better!
Three personalities and none of them are mine
You're gonna get better!
(Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah)
Roll
Don Francisco