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Restos

Juan valiente burro corriente que se cree de los duros
Se ha enlistado a su futuro en la guerra de los fuertes
Se ha roto ya la cara muchas veces con cualquiera
La calle le ha enseñado el idiota no sabe evitar

No hay limite de espera ni velocidad extrema
Le ha importado un bledo lo que sufra su familia
Mantequilla se ha vuelto el camino de asfalto
Ya no existe remedio con cual poder curar

Hoy sale a la calle sin saber que espera
Sin saber que espera
La vida se lleva prestada al final
Hoy sale a la calle sin saber que espera
Sin saber que espera
Su madre lo lleva a un hospital

Y sacan a gritos los restos del cuerpo
Su madre lo lleva a un funeral

Le valió su familia, le valió su ciudad
Fue como suicidarse sobre el asfalto
Oh he's never coming back
Oh he's never coming back
Never never never coming back

Scraps

John, brave, ordinary donkey who thinks he's one of the tough guys
He's signed up for his future in the war of the strong
He's already broken his face many times with anyone
The street has taught him the idiot doesn't know how to avoid

There is no speed limit or extreme speed
He couldn't care less about what his family suffers
The asphalt road has become butter
There is no longer a cure that can cure

Today he goes out into the street without knowing what to expect
Without knowing what to expect
Life is borrowed in the end
Today he goes out into the street without knowing what to expect
Without knowing what to expect
His mother takes him to a hospital

And they take the remains of his body out screaming
His mother takes him to a funeral

He was worth his family, he was worth his city
It was like committing suicide on the asphalt
Oh, he's never coming back
Oh, he's never coming back
Never, never, never coming back