El Enojado
Jan Glack
The Angry One
Damn it
I'm coming out of the cardboard
I missed the bus
And I got stuck with the ride, for real
A few blocks away, a dog came up to me
Trying to bite me
And it ripped my pants
I threw an invisible rock but it never worked
I threw a real one but that didn't work either
So fed up, I kicked the damn thing
(Get the hell out of here, you fat dog)
(He's pissed)
(He's mad)
(Walking around angry, angry)
(He's pissed)
(Oh, he's mad)
(Oh, he's mad)
(Oh, he's mad)
(Oh, he's really mad)
My damn coworkers don’t do shit
They just slack off all day, goofing around
My boss, that idiot, that son of a bitch
Wants to cut my pay
Go fuck yourself
Wherever I go, I wear my face
People tell me that everything annoys me
Wherever I go, I wear my face
(Everything annoys me)
(Everything annoys me)
Night has come
And I'm heading to the party
Everyone at Mr. Peak
Play me a cumbia
You’re a wuss if you don’t dance
We’re gonna have a blast
The Angry One
Is no longer angry
He’s got his beer and two girls by his side
By the weekend, he’s all relaxed
(Let’s dance, let’s dance, let’s dance it right)
In the middle of the cumbia, some guy was staring
I was drunk, didn’t think twice, and lit him up
They kicked me out for looking for trouble
(Fuck you all)
(I’m outta here, you dogs)
(He's pissed)
(He's mad)
(Walking around angry, angry)
(He's pissed)
(Oh, he's mad)
(Oh, he's mad)
(Oh, he's mad)
(Oh, he's really mad)