Hoxe Son Un Punk

Selling the newspaper at the kiosk next door
If my appearance doesn't scare you, it's because I'm in disguise
No need to have safety pins in your ears
No need to dye your hair red

Today I am a punk
And tomorrow I'll see
I have nothing to do
But I'll do it my way

Today I am a punk
And tomorrow I'll see
I don't know what I want but I know how to achieve it
I plan to mosh at the kiosk without fainting
This year I'll go on vacation to Cambodia
And if not in a punk fight, I'll go to the Coia parties

Today I am a punk
And tomorrow I'll see
I have nothing to do
But I'll do it my way

Today I am a punk
And tomorrow I'll see

Father: Goodbye rivers, goodbye springs, goodbye small streams...
Pepito: Shut up, dad! Stop bothering with old things and
Let me listen to the Sex Pistols.
Father: But Pepito, son, the Sex Pistols are also old and
The poetry of Rosalía is... Beautiful.
Pepito: Dad, go scratch. Sid Vicious, destroy!
Father: Calm down, Pepito, calm down

Rock 'n' roll is a scam and my parents don't know it
They listen amazed to the Beatles and Dire Straits
I make money with chaos but I have no future
Anarchy at the kiosk in Galicia and in the world

Today I am a punk
And tomorrow I'll see
I have nothing to do
But I'll do it my way
Today I am a punk
And tomorrow I'll see