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Xuplasangs

Esto es la peor porquería que he escuchado
Los ocho primeros tracks
Es horrible, pero como se hagan los tontos
Es ruido
No sé de donde sacó los temas
De verdad, no es un disco que esta voz merezca

Vols sentir respostes a preguntes tontes
Ficar-me una etiqueta pa′ penjar-me al stand
Vas a buscar els fallos pa classificar-me
Vas a jutjar-me i a dir-me no saps on estàs

Vas a fer de tot menys escoltar-me
Vas a furgar, vas a vore d'on pots rascar
I així el passes els anys en plena forma
Donant-li corda a la teua empanada mental

Yo te pengo la banda
Yo te hago la publicidad
Yo te hago que entre en tu camerino la mejor invita
Pero lo demás, lo tenés que poner vos

Vas a prometre′m el èxit sempre
Caramelos per a un mort de fam
Si després hi han fallos, ahí rebente
I em diràs qui mana és el mercat
Vas a aconsellar-me anar amb calma
A lo que vinga, paternalisme sofisticat
Com m'agradaria tindre un arma
Quan vos escolte blablabla presumint d'humiltat

Perdut en un món de listos
Putos amos de la pista
Fins on m′arriba la vista
Soles puc ser optimista

Clar, som paràsits del sistema que han creat
No donem la talla, no hi han mans
Xuplasangs, els vam regalar la vida
Ells sabran que fer de veritat (Queda clar?)

Tens el teu dret dret a la pataleta
Canvien les sigles no la xaqueta (Xuplasangs)
Que barata que els ha eixit la broma
Que cara han deixat la llibertat

Los que crean puestos de trabajo
Se llaman empresarios
Estoy totalmente a favor de la reforma laboral
Y yo hubiera ido más lejos

Vas a presumir del teu imperi
Que has alçat tu soles amb les teues mans
No vas a resoldren′s el misteri
De la pasta que no has declarat

Vas a concedir-nos algun mèrit
Per això has pagat com has pagat
Vas a perdonar-nos, o això espere
Per no vindre cinc minuts abans

Ustedes creen
Cuando tengo pisos por todo el mundo
Que por un alquiler de mierda de 1.000 euros yo me voy a ensuciar

Vas a passejar-te amb suficiència
Com els senyorets de temps passats
Vas a regalar condescendència
Canviant il·lusions per veritats

I és que tu tan de ciutat, jo tan del poble
Jo tan lluny de la serenitat
Jo amb esta ansietat, tu inexpugnable
Pensant en el teu electorat

Perdut en un mon de listos
Putos amos de la pista
Fins on m'arriba la vista
Soles puc ser optimista

Clar, som paràsits del sistema que han creat
No donem la talla, no hi han mans
Xuplasangs, els vam regalar la vida
Ells sabran què fer de veritat (Queda clar?)

Tens el teu dret dret a la pataleta
Canvien les sigles no la xaqueta (Xuplasangs)
Que barata que els ha eixit la broma
Que cara han deixat la llibertat

Bloodsuckers

This is the worst crap I've ever heard.
The first eight tracks
are horrible, but if they play dumb
It's just noise.
I don't know where they got the themes from.
Really, this is not a record that this voice deserves.

Do you want to hear answers to silly questions?
Slap a label on me to hang me on the stand.
You're gonna look for flaws to classify me.
You're gonna judge me and tell me you don't know where you are.

You're gonna do everything but listen to me.
You're gonna dig, you're gonna see where you can scratch.
And so you spend your years in top form.
Winding up your mental mess.

I put the band on you.
I do the advertising for you.
I get you the best invite into your dressing room.
But the rest, you have to put it on yourself.

You're gonna promise me success forever.
Candies for a starving man.
If there are flaws afterwards, I'll explode.
And you'll tell me who's in charge is the market.
You're gonna advise me to go easy.
To what comes, sophisticated paternalism.
How I wish I had a weapon
When I hear you blablabla bragging about humility.

Lost in a world of smart asses.
Fucking masters of the track.
As far as my eyes can see
I can only be optimistic.

Of course, we are parasites of the system they created.
We don't measure up, there are no hands.
Bloodsuckers, we gave them life.
They'll know what to do for real (Is that clear?)

You have your right to throw a tantrum.
They change the acronyms, not the jacket (Bloodsuckers).
How cheap they got the joke.
How expensive they've left freedom.

Those who create jobs
They are called entrepreneurs.
I am totally in favor of labor reform.
And I would have gone further.

You're gonna brag about your empire.
That you built yourself with your own hands.
You're not gonna solve the mystery
Of the money you haven't declared.

You're gonna give us some credit.
That's why you paid what you paid.
You're gonna forgive us, or so I hope.
For not coming five minutes early.

You believe
When I have flats all over the world
That for a shitty rent of 1,000 euros I'm going to get dirty?

You're gonna walk around with sufficiency
Like the lords of times past.
You're gonna give away condescension
Trading illusions for truths.

Because you're so much of the city, I'm so much of the town.
I'm so far from serenity.
Me with this anxiety, you impregnable.
Thinking about your electorate.

Lost in a world of smart asses.
Fucking masters of the track.
As far as my eyes can see
I can only be optimistic.

Of course, we are parasites of the system they created.
We don't measure up, there are no hands.
Bloodsuckers, we gave them life.
They'll know what to do for real (Is that clear?)

You have your right to throw a tantrum.
They change the acronyms, not the jacket (Bloodsuckers).
How cheap they got the joke.
How expensive they've left freedom.