I must have dreamed a thousand dreams,
been hunted by a million screams.
I can hear the marching feet,
they’re moving into the street.
Now did you read the news today ?
They say the danger’s gone away.
But I can see the fire’s still alight
burning into the night.
There’s too many men, too many people
making too many problems,
and not much love to go around.
Can’t you see, this is a land
of confusion ?
This is the world we live in,
and these are the hands we’re given.
Use them and let’s start trying
to make it a place worth living in.
Superman, where are you now,
when everything’s gone wrong somehow ?
The man of steel, men of power
are losing control by the hour.
This is the time, this is the place.
So we look for the future.
But there’s not much love to go around.
Tell me why this is a land
of confusion ?
This is the world we live in,
and these are the hands we’re given.
Use them and let’s start trying
to make it a place worth living in.
I remember long ago when the sun was shining,
the stars were bright all through the night,
and the sound of your laughter
as I held you tight, so long ago.
I won’t be coming home tonight.
My generation will put it right.
We’re not just making promises
that we know we’ll never keep.
Too many men, too many people
making too many problems,
and not much love to go around.
Can’t you see, this is a land
of confusion ?
This is the world we live in,
and these are the hands we’re given.
Use them and let’s start trying
to make it a place worth fighting for.
This is a world we live in,
and these are the names we’re given.
Stand up and let’s start showing
just where our lives are going to.
Déjate de historias, y pidamos dos cubas de ron
no aguanto más rollo, si estamos bebiendo, es mejor
No sueltes la lengua, y presta colega, atención
bebamos las copas, yo ya estoy cocido, mogollón
OTRA RONDA CAMARERO, POR FAVOR
OTRA RONDA TOMARÍA DE LO MISMO
OTRA RONDA ME MEREZCO, SÍ SEÑOR
OTRA RONDA QUIERO BEBER AHORA MISMO
Eramos cuarenta, y ahora quedamos solo tú y yo
No llevo la cuenta, de lo que he bebido, no no no
Unas cervecitas, cena, un buen copazo y un puro
luego unos cubatas, esto es cojonudo, vámonos
OTRA RONDA…
Algo celebramos, yo ya no me acuerdo, no señor
Larga es esta noche, dentro de este invierno agotador
Luces de bohemia, cogorza de cine, colocón
Litros de paciencia, rondas de alucine, que morón
OTRA RONDA…
