El Cafe

Hey

Tell my mother-in-law to come and grind my coffee
Tell my mother-in-law to come and grind my coffee
To grab the cinnamon that’s close by and walk here on foot
To grab the cinnamon that’s close by and walk here on foot

So much sacrifice, and I ended up in a bad spot
Sweat from my brow falls to soak the ground
That fruit they want to steal from my coffee farm

Serving the monster that needs to be fed
So they treat me like a criminal instead
What a shame, that after all this I can’t even taste

Hey, it’s exploding
All the springs and plantations lie down crying
Hey, they’re burning
The lungs of the world are getting tired second by second

Don’t worry, my mother-in-law, take good care of the baby
I’ll be back soon, they took me away, handcuffed and bound
Don’t worry, my mother-in-law, take good care of the baby
I’ll be back soon, they took me away, handcuffed and bound

Hey, it’s exploding
All the springs and plantations lie down crying
Hey, they’re burning
The lungs of the world are getting tired second by second