Hamburger Fields - Mano Negra

Now here comes daddy

And here goes mummy

The baby’s pretty

His name is Johnny…

In the Hamburger Fields, in the Hamburger Fields

Sixty years in the Hamburger Fields

A child is born

Let’s celebrate

Well it’s a date

Let’s eat pop corn

This child’s gonna leave

In the Hamburger Fields

Yeah he’s gonna leave

In the Hamburger Fields

In the hand of fate

He’ll be educated

In the Hamburger Fields

In the Hamburger Fields

Over the soda rivers

In front of the gasoil sea

Havin' T.V. dreams

Under the air conditioned skies

Fly fly my baby fly

No matter if your daddy cries

Fly fly my baby fly

Over the Hamburger Fields

A child is born

Let’s celebrate

Well it’s a date

Let’s eat pop corn

In the hand of fate

He’ll be educated

In the hand of fate

He’s gonna leave

In the hamburger fields

In the hamburger fields

A child is born

Well it’s a date

In the hamburger fields

In the hamburger fields

A child is born…