[Verse 1]
They had safes
On holidays as vaults with numbers and documents
On all-inclusive holidays, a little vodka, a little water
Some papaya vodka, watermelons
Exotic-fruit sculptures, duckbills, likes, selfies and photos
Added to facebooks and to a claim for overdue alimony, cigars, cigarillos ej
Hotel mid-class cinders something in between
Half of the water bottle, and diamonds instead of glass
The glass stands behind their prestige and scratches these clouds like Job scratches the bubbles
At the point opposite to the cafes vertically
Where they don't take their coats off while waiting for a away take
And the staff of this cafeteria never grumbles
Because he makes coffee, he has the power too, although less money
Although less money

[Chorus]
The micro ruler barista doesn’t need to spit into the dough
To show that he has their eggs in his hand and our world
And our world is just like solitaire in reception areas
And our world, our world doesn't want to stop

[Verse 2]
Roll Sushi and gentlemen without a soul
Testosterone and the smoking room in Nero take minutes
For mafia kings, for sect members
While waiting for the futomaki, you fire hundreds
Just like poppies, like after work, the ones left on leave - the remaining pennies
Those who have been drinking for their mistakes since eleven
Already from eleven o'clock they spray these percentages in the smog
Parking lot stray, unemployed but managers asking for gifts
Hmm ... in the form of coins or one twentieth of 15.40
They motivate requests with hunger, they want to show recipes
They want to take care of the car, lead them to the distances between them
They pretend to be the owner of the car, they want to be constantly busy
Sometimes they are under the cart, the second time the cart rushes over their bodies
How to make moonshine in the cellars where their haciendas are
How moonshine by bodies changed (?)
Like pure gold drinks through the kidneys
And from the insincere gold of labels and drink whispers:
(you are a very important person)
Hyhy
[Lala..]