Romero El Madero

With a dog face and dressed in blue
With his little shirt and his yoke
He feels proud to collaborate
With this society

Since he was little he started to hallucinate
He dreamed of being like Starky or Hutch
The cops from the movies made him go crazy
A lot

Romero the cop has stayed at the bar
With all the cops in the city
Drinking and smoking they don't stop talking
About their virility

They talk about order, justice, and law
About blacks, junkies, whores, gays
About how they mistreat society
Stealing freedom

Romero the cop is excited
Tomorrow he has a protest
He takes out his baton and starts to charge
And then, laughing, he tells it at the bar
(Equilicuá)

Uncle Romero likes to feel
His baton crashing against a nose
If blood runs, he feels very good
He fulfills his duty

He doesn't care and never wanted to know
Why they protested at yesterday's rally
His poor brain can't think
He's a professional

Romero the cop is amazed
When he feels trapped in a protest
Suddenly, a tough military boot
Strikes his face with brutality

What goes around comes around

Romero the cop
Romero the cop
Steel brain