Mis cojones y yo

MY BALLS AND I

Nobody knows me, I pull the strings, damn it!
I'm the one who controls all the fates, damn it!
Fences, bodyguards, defending my principles
my privileges
praise the Lord
Everyone bows down to me, Jesus Christ, damn it!
Even the bishops come to my church, damn it!
Parliaments, journalists,
they're my bitches on call
I grease their conscience
I give them a push and they run
I have land, I have lives, I have the air you breathe
if you mess with me
I'll crush you
I'm very powerful, I live in my castle, damn it!
Damn it!
Stop, stop, stop, give me your blood, running is worse, and anyway, I'm gonna take it from you
don't make me work