Esos Bichos Que Nacen de Los Claveles

Do you want me to tell you a story?
Well, I’ll tell you
About the bugs that come from the carnations
We are the Delinquents

We were born in January
And damn, we’re something else
Oh, we fly without feathers
And we eat the trading cards

Listen up, buddy, listen up, cousin
Hear what I’m saying
Before poppies, man
We’re the wheat

Listen up, buddy, listen up, cousin
Listen, hear it out
We’re the good wheat
The clean, the pretty
Just a bunch of wheat

We let out sighs
We let out sighs
From the carnations, cousin
Where we live

We let out sighs
We let out sighs
From the carnations, cousins
Where we live

The bugs that come from the carnations
We are the Delinquents
The bugs that come from the carnations
We are the Delinquents

Seems like I never learn
How to manage my cash
We always go against the flow
Down the street of the jerks

When I take off my hat
All my hair gets tangled
I’m counting the coins
That I find on the ground

I fill my white socks
That are stained with mud
Partying with the gypsy
We go wild through the town

Listen up, buddy, listen up, cousin
Hear what I’m saying
There’s no poison that can kill us
That’s why we laugh

Listen up, buddy, listen up, cousin
Listen, hear it out
We’re the bugs
These are our words
Cardboard cigarettes

Oh, that’s just how they are
That’s my people
They’re the good ones

Oh, that’s just how they are
The Delinquents
We’re the troublemakers

The bugs that come from the carnations
We are the Delinquents
The bugs that come from the carnations
We are the Delinquents

Seems like I never learn
How to manage my cash
We always go against the flow
Down the street of the jerks

The bugs that come from the carnations
We are the Delinquents
The bugs that come from the carnations
We are the Delinquents

The bugs that come from the carnations
We are the Delinquents
The bugs that come from the carnations
We are the Delinquents