El Onanista de La Caja de Sorpresas
Tam Tam Go
The Masturbator of the Surprise Box
He was a little man
In love with a box
From its crack, he spies everything that happens
He devours everything, but nothing interests him
He's the masturbator of the surprise box
And like a crocodile, he enjoys drinking beer
In chorus with two little frogs, under the tables
From watching so much, they'll call you a peeping tom
Stuck to your colorful little box
You're losing the neuron you have left
Cherish it and don't let it die
From his hole and just moving a finger
He can dive into the digital zone
He changes channels a lot, when something splashes him
Because he doesn't want to stain the varnish of his box
And watches as some kids, in Denver, Colorado
Celebrate anniversaries, with a hundred shots as gifts
From watching so much, they'll call you a peeping tom
Stuck to your colorful little box
You're losing the neuron you have left
Cherish it and don't let it die
And the day came to be accountable to God
But he couldn't decide which program was the best
No network gave him comfort
And he thought
I'll program the video just in case I don't die
And see that in the Balkans
A madman dreams of glory
Thinking that for peace
He cleans his land of filth
From watching so much, they'll call you a peeping tom
Stuck to your colorful little box
You're losing the neuron you have left
Cherish it and don't let it die
Oh, may your friend have good luck
Don't just focus on yourself
