Yankees Go Home - Mägo De Oz

Ladies and Gengtlemen, good Night

This is a history of American People…

Os voy a hablar de un personaje

Y no se por donde empezar

Si por el país en el que vive

O los que quiere controlar

No me digas que no lo conoces

Ni a su forma de actuar:

Si no piensas a su manera

Pues te invade y ya está

Es Sueño Americano, te dice

Que es la tierra de la Libertad

Pero si eres rojo, indio o negro

Te darán por detrás

Ahora es el amo del mundo

Y Europa su viejo burdel

Porque es el que tiene el dinero

Y el que mueve la coté

Hamburguesas, perritos calientes

El puto evangelio en televisión

La ropa que vestimos

Todo está bajo su control.

(Nosotros No)

Nos están lavando el cerebro

Pero ya somos un montón

Cada vez más los que decimos:

¡YANKEES GO HOME!

Sentada en una silla eléctrica

La estatua de la libertad

Se masturba con misiles en la cámara de gas

(La OTAN mataría nuestras plantas de María…)

Ladies and Gentlemen, good Night

This is a history of American People…

I am going to tell you about a character

And I don't know where to start

Yes, because of the country in which you live

Or the ones you want to control

Don't tell me you don't know him

Nor to his way of acting:

If you don't think their way

Well, he invades you and that's it

It's the American Dream, he tells you

What is the land of Liberty

But if you're red, Indian or black

they will give you from behind

Now he is the master of the world

And Europe its old brothel

Because he is the one who has the money

And the one who moves the coté

hamburgers, hot dogs

The fucking gospel on television

the clothes we wear

Everything is under your control.

(We do not)

They are brainwashing us

But we are already a lot

More and more we say:

YANKEES GO HOME!

Sitting in an electric chair

The statue of Liberty

She masturbates with missiles in the gas chamber

(NATO would kill our Maria plants…)