Quina tabarra - Els Pets

Dec tenir un encant per la gent que va de «llaga»

Un imant especial, una olor que atrau

No importa el que digui, em busca i acorrala

I em martiritza amb el seu rotllo de babau

Que la dona els ha deixat, i del curro n´estan farts

I abans que te n´adonis ja t´han atrapat

Si mai vols intentar canviar de conversa

Ben segur que ràpid et tallarà

Et teu sopar de duro no m´interessa

Jo vaig dir, jo vaig fer, jo aquí i jo allà

Quasi sempre estan lligant, quasi sempre estan follant

Com si tots no sabem que no es menja un torrat

Quina tabarra, estic marejat, quina tabarra

Que algú m´ajudi aviat o avui hi haurà un assassinat

Quin pecat he comès per tanta penitència

Com collons pot haver cretins tant pesats

Perquè sempre la boca els fa pudor a merda

Si us plau que algú els tregui el bitllet del nas

M´ha tirat un capellà, jo a aquest tio el vull matar

Dono trenta-mil peles a qui el tregui a ballar

Quina tabarra, estic marejat, quina tabarra

Que algú m´ajudi aviat o avui hi haurà un assassinat

Perquè mai no comprendran

Que el que expliquen és tant normal

Ja és la quarta vegada que t´ho han explicat

Quina tabarra, estic marejat, quina tabarra

Que algú m´ajudi aviat o avui hi haurà un assassinat

I must have a charm for people who go "sore"

A special magnet, a scent that attracts

No matter what I say, he finds me and corners me

And he tortures me with his drool roll

That the wife has left them, and they are fed up with the house

And before you know it, you've already been caught

If you ever want to try changing the conversation

It will surely cut you down quickly

I'm not interested in your hard dinner

I said, I did, I here and I there

They're almost always hooking up, almost always fucking

As if we all don't know that you don't eat toast

What a mess, I'm dizzy, what a mess

Someone help me soon or there will be a murder today

What sin have I committed for so much penance

How can there be cretins so heavy

Because their mouth always stinks like shit

Please someone get the ticket out of their noses

A priest threw me, I want to kill this guy

I give thirty thousand skins to whoever takes him to dance

What a mess, I'm dizzy, what a mess

Someone help me soon or there will be a murder today

Because they will never understand

That what they explain is so normal

It is already the fourth time they have explained it to you

What a mess, I'm dizzy, what a mess

Someone help me soon or there will be a murder today