Def Con Dos — Ultramemia song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ultramemia" by Def Con Dos.
Lyrics
No es bueno para tí que preguntes demasiado
Que te alejes de la senda del perfecto ciudadano
Matrimonio soso, trabajo precario
Y en tu mente la quimera de que te hagan encargado
Tampoco te conviene darle demasiadas vueltas
A los hechos, que al pensarlos se convierten en problemas
Deja que el mundo siga su curso
Y continúa tu camino en silencio y a lo tuyo
No cometas el error de alterar las directrices
En que se apoya la gente con quien vives
Es preferible la injusticia al desorden
Decía el abuelo al abrocharse el uniforme
Tu conducta inquieta a los vecinos
Te señalan por la calle quienes fueron tus amigos
Esto ya era así antes de que tú nacieses
No le des más vueltas, calla y obedece
Porque estás en Ultramemia
Vivirás en Ultramemia
Has nacido en Ultramemia
Y te morirás de asco bordando con tu tedio su bandera
No es aconsejable desconfiar del dirigente
Sagrado timonel de tu destino y tu suerte
Él piensa por tí para que tú no pienses nada:
Con un cerebro sobra para toda la manada
Enturbias con tus dudas la imagen del míster
Y encima pretendes que nadie te vigile
Esto ya era así antes de que tú nacieses
No le des más vueltas, calla y obedece
Porque estás en Ultramemia
Vivirás en Ultramemia
Sigue con los sellos en la estafeta
Mejor ser anónimo que profeta
Quítate de la cabeza esas tonterías
Tampoco es tan incómodo vivir de rodillas
Porque estás en Ultramemia
Vivirás en Ultramemia
Has nacido en Ulramemia…
Lyrics translation
It's not good for you to ask too much
Get away from the path of the perfect citizen
Bland marriage, precarious work
And in your mind the chimera of being made in charge
You don't want to go around too much, either.
To the facts, which in thinking of them become problems
Let the world take its course
And continue your path in silence and to your own
Don't make the mistake of altering the guidelines
That the people you live with rely on
Injustice is preferable to disorder
Grandpa said when he buckled his uniform
Your restless behavior to the neighbors
They tell you on the street who your friends were
This was before you were born.
Don't turn around, Shut Up and obey
Because you're in Ultramemia
You'll live in Ultramemia
You were born in Ultramemia
And you will die of disgust embroidering with your tedium his flag
It is not advisable to distrust the leader
Sacred helmsman of your destiny and your fate
He thinks for you so you don't think anything:
With a brain to spare for the whole herd
You blur with your doubts the image of the Mister
And on top of that, you pretend no one's watching you.
This was before you were born.
Don't turn around, Shut Up and obey
Because you're in Ultramemia
You'll live in Ultramemia
Keep the stamps on the post
Better to be anonymous than Prophet
Get that nonsense out of your head.
It's not so uncomfortable to live on your knees, either
Because you're in Ultramemia
You'll live in Ultramemia
You were born in Ulramemia…