Atrapado En El Metal

The suit makes me sweat and the tie tightens
The secretary on the phone won't stop talking
The batteries in my recorder have run out
I had to drink a jug of coffee

Finally, the time has come
I'm the first one to leave
I get in my car and have a tequila
To revive

I'm trapped in the metal
I'm trapped in the metal
I'm trapped in the metal

From the stereo, rainbows are born
That go through the streets
Painting the butts
That I can see

At the party
They already await lit up
The notes that my lyre
Digs from my being

I'm trapped in the metal
I'm trapped in the metal
I'm trapped in the metal