Los Buenos Tiempos

When I'm feeling bad, or feeling blue
When I can't see even a bit of light
I go to the piano to play
Then I start dancing
And remember the good times at the clubs.

I didn't know how to chew
Lost my teeth and got the daf
And they gave me a joint,
A moog, a crumer, and a rhodes,
And then Moya arrived with the emi-odeon.

And so the times,
And so the times
Started to move
And so the wheels
And so the wheels
Started to turn
And something happened.

I'm not from here nor there
And I've been a scoundrel since my tender age
I could tell you to leave this place
But I stay until I get paid s.a.d.a.i.c.

And so the times
And so the times
Started to move
And so the wheels
And so the wheels
Started to turn
And something happened.

When I'm feeling down or feeling blue
And I don't want to carry this cross anymore
I go to the piano to play
Then I start dancing
And remember the old times at the clubs.

And then I just want
I only want
To see you alone and turn off the light.
(friends gathering in the background)