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Tighten the belt

I tighten, you tighten
and he tightens the belt
 
And he tightens the belt.
I tighten, you tighten
and he tightens the belt,
and that's the recipe
to fix the situation.
 
To fix the situation.
The strength of the peseta
with this administration
that they say they hold it
and they cut the inflation.
 
About money things,
I want to tighten it
and I have such bad times
that I have no holes
left in the belt.
 
I tighten, you tighten
and he tightens the belt
 
And he tightens the belt.
I tighten, you tighten
and he tightens the belt,
but there are who don't tighten
and here comes the question.
 
And here comes the question.
To jerk off
or playing the lazy.
Everybody on the pool
or everybody on the basin.
 
I bear the squeeze
and I tighten as much ass I can
with the worry
that the belt breaks
and my pants fall off.
 
I tighten, you tighten
and he tightens the belt
 
And he tightens the belt.
I tighten, you tighten
and he tightens the belt,
I end up bonkers
and you more.
 
And you more,
with your body sick
you'll have a congestion
of thinking of the taxes
and making a declaration.
 
I hope and realize
we can get through it
in the same proportion
and you don't pay three thousand duros
like the one who has two.
 
I tighten, you tighten
and he tightens the belt
 
And he tightens the belt.
I tighten, you tighten
and he tightens the belt.
And I comply with respect
and lots of resignation.
 
And lots of resignation
I'm committed like the first
who reached to where your reach
and I quietly hope
that we collaborate.
 
I hope they find the way
to bring back the currencies
that crossed the borders,
and bring the Switzerland thing
that is so complicated.
 

Ham

Pig...
Why they use you? What's wrong with you?
Why they name you in an offensive tone
like if you were some criminal?
Why people call somebody 'pig'
as a way of offending the neighbor
when who says it doesn't offend at all?
 
Pig...
Word that contains a thousand combinations.
Sausage, butter, blood sausage,
and other productions that are so delicious.
It looks like a lie that they call you 'dirty'
because at some time you're covered of mud,
if later your four legs become ham.
 
Ham...
Even its name is tasty for a beautiful poem.
What a fat! What a grease! What a good thing!
What an elegant touch gives anywhere!
Ham...
Why your great beauty is reduced,
to the point that one feels bitter
when he sees how little is the snack?
 
Pig...
Why is my fate only to look at you,
love you, adore you, but not to touch you
and just see you by coincidence?
If for me the problem is to buy you,
because for eating you... until I'm fed up.
Even if I get fatter... I don't care.
 
Pig...
I say the same
my father says
'I like the pig...
even when it walks'
 

Nephew's sevillanas

Tito Pepe, Tito Pepe,
don't be upset.
 
Don't be upset,
if the Betis is going down
is because there are reasons

Indian poem

I am Broken Head,
great chief of the Apaches,
brother of the Comanches
and relative of the Sioux.
Because Manitu wanted
my father Crazy Horse
sent me to this world
and my grief is deep.
Sanity and good sense are dead.
My father was right:
there are few on earth
who like Crazy Horse
there are lots of crazy.
 
Oh father, you are great.
Great is your wisdom.
I said I was coming
and I always obeyed.
But you have to know
that this is not how it used to be
that the earth seems to be
the Regaera's murga.
 
Now the white man is hairy,
and that warrior habit
of cutting the hair
would have my suspicion today
because with so much mane
there would be no prairie
to put so much hair.
 
When they're waging war
great birds of fire
go through the whole land,
and instead of warrior arrows
in some kind of egg
they bring a hard deal.
The indian race is great,
is brave, is restless.
But the bird of fire
drops the egg it holds
and grabs a whole tribe
and send them to hell.
It can kill a million
and the white man in his pride
calls it civilization.
 
But with such power
the white man is doomed,
they don't have superiority.
White man is weak,
white woman wants to rule
and that's his weakness.
White man, be careful,
as soon as you let rule
you better be ready.
 
The Indian race is strong.
And though there's nothing left
Manitu is happy
that until the last moment
Indian man ruled.
Indian man had a club,
Indian man was simple and clear
Indian man was manly
and rough as a quince.
 
White woman is confident
is being the same as the man.
And oh, father, don't be amazed
the man doesn't say a word.
And so, soon on earth
white woman will wage war
and white man the laundry.
 

Christmas expenses

Christmas is coming, new year is coming
And now you'll see how much they cost
The kind of things that on those days
you have to buy, deary me!
There's no big or small budget
that bears all the Christmas thing
Because it's very complicated
and if you don't know it... you will.
 
The little shepherd, the scene
buying more cork for the scene
more lights that we have little
the manger, the mule and the ox are missing
And the little Pepito says
I want a Santa Claus tree
And the father happy with the birth
says in a sigh, OK!
 
Bring the turnkey, bring the nougats
the cookies and the marzipan
Bring the cognacs, and the anisette
And let's hear what you say after the champagne
We'll eat the twelve grapes outside
So we can dance this way
The dress and the suit too
Because in new year's eve... we must use something for the first time
 
The New Year's Eve party are three thousand pesetas
To hell with that, I don't care
Once a year makes no harm
And it's all the same for the father
If something misses, those bonus payments
Will be enough for twenty nephews
And with no time for you to gasp
The three wisemen come... Oh dear!
 
Christmas is over, party is over
And you go to sleep with no money
You go to the bank to see the balance
And the account shows a big zero.
You're go stone dead and that's not bad
What's worse is, I'm not exaggerating
A very hard to cover party is coming
It's the high...January slope.
 

The installments

I have a nighbour at home
who has it all.
The guy is called Paco,
he doesn't earn neither for a smoke
and lives like a rajah.
 
I wish you could see him.
He has seven guayaberas,
four terylen suits,
a seed beads overcoad,
shoes to the top
and neckties to gift.
And let alone in his house
because he has it all:
Record player, washing mashine,
fridge, thermos, spihon,
beater, vacuum cleaner,
coctail cabinet, television set
and a series of advances
that I don't name them all
that are too many.
 
And it's what anybody thinks
'He's well placed'
well placed is the seller
that he doesn't pay even broke.
Is not that he's shameless.
He doesn't pay. That's it.
If it's not his fault.
The blame is on the installments
and those who want to sell.
The ads, the installment sellers,
this who lends money
and who gets convinced.
 
It seems an extravagance
and it's a way to see
that circumstances have placed.
Today we live in a way
different to the past,
and we must take as a norm
that to live this way
you must live into debts.
Nobody get scared
because a debt is pretty.
At least I like it,
is it that I have so many.
 
Nothing is bought in one pay,
nothing in cold hard cash,
all is bought in installments,
it doesn't matter to live in debt,
you buy it, which is the important.
And though seems strange,
you don't buy cheap things,
you buy the expensive things.
I want conveniences
and if they give installments,
there's no need to talk.
It seems stupid
and is what my aunt says
'a hundred bucks more anyway'.
 
My aunt is really wise
and knows to manage a house.
She has fifteen installment sellers
and he pays them with money
that she robs in the plaza.
That's how my uncle is, tired
bored, fainted
wanting to be killed
that since he married
he eats debts with tomato.
 
And the world, that any day
opens up like a watermelon
on China or Vietnam,
and you get the joy
that of all that you owed
you don't have to pay a thing.
 
And now that we're talking about it,
chinese are arming.
They have bombs and cannons
and aren't eight or ten,
they're six hundred millions.
The thing is widening
and as they can't fit,
more of the half leaves,
so while you buy,
right now are entering
the chinese by Algeciras.
 
They better don't come to my house
if I'm the one who manages it,
that many chinese come
with the kilo of lentils.
But just in case,
buy a lot and in installments,
beware the yellow race
and all that you buy,
and if you come by Seville
and a bill is left,
may Fu Man Chu pay it.
 

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Yes very well

The movies nowdays are based in the same:
Outstanding woman, a man who sees her,
and keep going on and on with sexualism.
The shower, the bed and the yes very well.
 
If the theme asks for it, they search for a reason.
And if there's no reason, it is made after,
that for the box office is very productive.
The shower, the bed and the yes very well.
 
No matter how weird is any argument
nor how strange that could be seen,
they keep it going with lots of talent.
The shower, the bed and the yes very well.
 
The cinemas get filled jam-packed
that they do long lines to see them.
Now only a good stripping interests.
The shower, the bed and the yes very well.
 
The theater also lives it's moment.
Foreigner author, french vaudeville,
a negligee without any relevance.
The shower, the bed and the yes very well.
 
Today what is paid with lots of pesetas
is for a good nudity, no matter the role.
Here the important is to show the...1 and
The shower, the bed and the yes very well.
 
That's why trying to make something outrageous
full of erotism, you understand me,
I have a theme that is so beautiful:
The story in bikini and scantily dressed
of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.
The shower, the bed, the bed and the shower,
the bed and the shower and the yes very well.
 
And I make two versions abroad,
one with bikini and another without it
that here like outside only gives money.
The shower, the bed, the bed and the shower,
the bed and the shower and the yes very well.
 

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