Autos De Choque Lyrics English Translation by Bunbury
To whom will you believe
That gentleman or your own eyes
Broken mirrors
The tam-tam and those who play the drums
You don’t seem to understand
After all
They give you almost nothing
Lures and placebos and a precipice leading to a landfill
They make us sweat blood
In bumper cars without a steering wheel
Preaching moralizing nonsense
Guardians of customs, etiquette manuals
In their wake, they leave behind
A generational crop
Of damaged people
Connected to their own reflection
They make us sweat blood
In bumper cars without a steering wheel
Preaching moralizing nonsense
Guardians of customs, etiquette manuals
We have only one purpose
A purpose that lies
Beyond their domains and delusions
A silenced bunker to disappear without a trace
They make us sweat blood
In bumper cars without a steering wheel
Preaching moralizing nonsense
Guardians of customs, etiquette manuals
They won’t stop us
With a paltry loot
The things that are important
Are beyond their reach, and they can’t understand our language