Def Con Dos — Mundo chungo song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Mundo chungo" by Def Con Dos.
Lyrics
Desde aquella fecha, 11 de Septiembre
Cuando derrumbaron las torres del imperio
Desde la masacre salvaje del 11 de Marzo
Cuesta digerir el rencor acumulado
Ante la amenaza de los atentados
Ante ataques de descerebrados
Queremos saber quien ha propiciado
La moda del terror indiscriminado
Son muchos factores y muchos culpables
Presidentes con delirios imperiales
Que ahora buscan entre ciudadanos
Un chivo para disculparlos
Y ahora aunque no lo quieras
Sí, eres sospechoso
Por ir a tu bola
Y vivir siempre a tu bolo
La seguridad de todos
Exige un sacrificio
Pero que tendré yo que ver
Con ningun partido
Porque no me interesa
Porque no me acostumbro
A poner buena cara
A su mundo mundo chungo
Mundo chungo
Mundo chungo
Mundo chungo
Mundo chungo
Te han señalado porque no entienden
Que seas un currante que solamente
No ves sus concursos, ni sus anuncios
Que despotriques contra su mundo
Tu no encajas en esas subastas
Te espian, te siguen, vigilan tu casa
Y publicamente ya te señalan
Porque eres persona non-grata
Revisar antecedentes
De los tipos diferentes
Prioridad: sus aficiones
Sus amigos y parientes
Saben si te drogas, saben cuantas veces
Y si tu chica te quiere y merece
A quien llamas, a quien debes
A quien pagas y a quien mientes
Eres objeto de seguimiento
Porque llevas mochila y viajas en metro
Tienes amigos de piel oscura
Y guardas panfletos de contracultura
Eres sospecho
Por un daño irreceloso
Por ir siempre por tu cuenta
Por no ser como son todos
Mundo chungo
Mundo chungo
Mundo chungo
Mundo… chungo! … (more)
Lyrics translation
Since that date, 11 September
When the towers of the Empire collapsed
Since the March 11 wild massacre
It's hard to digest the accumulated grudge
In the face of the threat of attacks
In the face of brainless attacks
We want to know who has propitiated
The fashion of indiscriminate terror
There are many factors and many culprits
Presidents with imperial delusions
Who now seek among citizens
A goat to excuse them
And now even if you don't want it
Yeah, you're a suspect.
For going to your ball
And always live to your bolo
The safety of all
Demands a sacrifice
But what will I have to do
With no match
Because I don't care
'Cause I don't get used to it.
To put a good face
To your world
World chungo
World chungo
World chungo
World chungo
They've pointed you out because they don't understand
That you are a currant who only
You don't see their contests or their ads.
That you despot against your world
You don't fit in those auctions.
They spy on you, they follow you, they watch your house
And publicly they already point you out
Because you're a non-grateful person
Review background
Of different types
Priority: your hobbies
Your friends and relatives
They know if you get high, they know how many times
And if your girl loves you and deserves
Who you call, who you owe
Who you pay and who you lie to
You're being tracked
Because you're carrying a backpack and traveling on the subway
You have dark-skinned friends
And guards counterculture pamphlets
You're suspicious
For unrequited harm
For always going on your own
For not being like everyone else
World chungo
World chungo
World chungo
World ... chungo! … (dwell)