Letra de Juera por tu dios(en ingles)

I was raised in a neighborhood of Gypsies, Manoteras Madrid
despite the fighting was a happy boy,
with my cousin and compadres wavering all day
making notes on the street and fleeing police.
Everything good is over, you get older,
we all have to look for life
we are taught that we must suffer for better living
and that childhood dreams are over.

[Chorus]

To be normal if I have to conform,
I have to shut itself does not want to breathe,
and if I have more options not tell me the truth
only swear to your god.
To be normal if I have to conform,
I have to shut itself does not want to breathe,
and if I have more options not tell me the truth
only swear to your god that will not hurt.

Looking for a job I hate, get to work,
vocation is not for you, curse your dad,
looking for a wife and marry, shouts to society
before your death hopefully will pay a house.
Like trained monkeys in the zoo,
what options there, all roads that are already marked,
old friends today I look like a freak,
you conform and follow the rules or are repudiated.
In your neighborhood, your city, your country,
control is more subtle than in the past, but it´s there
if people would wash your mind will become of you
each day will be more just if you want out.

[Chorus]

To be normal if I have to conform,
I have to shut itself does not want to breathe,
and if I have more options not tell me the truth
only swear to your god.
To be normal if I have to conform,
I have to shut itself does not want to breathe,
and if I have more options not tell me the truth
only swear to your god that will not hurt.

Power and money, money and power,
those are the only gods and the rest is
placebo for the people, simple religion
is the conclusion of those who practice introspection.
Go to the church, temple, mosque, who cares,
questions do not bother to authority
profundidar is heresy, you must trust,
to take the ass theories bigbang.
As this herd that intrigues me is society,
years go by and I would like to see change,
only an echo from the truth, ooo,
Evolution is a sport that requires solitude.
We never see because we have to talk about
but we will gather to celebrate Christmas
token of love, spending money on a trading date,
accuse you of treason if the tradition makes you puke.

[Chorus]

To be normal if I have to conform,
I have to shut itself does not want to breathe,
and if I have more options not tell me the truth
only swear to your god.
To be normal if I have to conform,
I have to shut itself does not want to breathe,
and if I have more options not tell me the truth
only swear to your god that will not hurt.