Reincidentes — Absentismo Laboral song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Absentismo Laboral" by Reincidentes.
Lyrics
Entrando a las siete de la mañana
un lunes ya empieza la semana
con mi montera, mi capote, vestido de torero
¡Hey! ¡Hey toro!, que aquí te espero.
Cornigachos, orejudos, pitoneros y cabestros
qué pase de pecho, vaya maestro.
Pelotillas, esquiroles, chupaculos y arrastraos
y los urdores para el apoderao.
No te vendas por un jornal
absentismo laboral.
No te vendas por un jornal
dale caña al capital.
Un globo, dos globos, tres globos
que sueldo se llevan, esto es un robo.
Qué poca vergüenza, que cuernos que tienen
que a costa tuya ellos se mantienen.
Las sanciones, regulaciones, los despidos y expulsiones.
Os la metéis por el forro de donde duele.
Las faltas, los retrasos, las bajas y permisos
y yo a su disciplina me declaro insumiso.
No te vendas por un jornal
absentismo laboral.
No te vendas por un jornal
dale caña al capital.
No quiero ser torero de profesión
la fiesta nacional ¡Abolición!
No te quedes detrás del burladero
nuestra lucha está en este ruedo.
Quiero ver a los toros de dos patas ¡de dos patas!
quién les da el estoque y quién los remata
para que algún día alguien pueda decir
que esta especie ya ha dejado de existir.
No te vendas por un jornal
absentismo laboral.
No te vendas por un jornal
dale caña al capital
No te vendas ¡no!
po un jornal ¡jamás!
Absentismo laboral.
No te vendas ¡no!
po un jornal ¡jamás!
Dadle caña,
al capital decapitar.
Lyrics translation
Entering at seven in the morning
a Monday already begins the week
with my montera, my cape, dressed as a bullfighter
Hey! Hey bull! I'm waiting for you here.
Cornigachos, ears, pythoneros and capers
what a chest pass, what a master.
Pellets, shrapnel, chupaculos and crawlers
and the urdors for power.
Don't sell yourself for a newspaper.
absenteeism at work.
Don't sell yourself for a newspaper.
hit the capital.
One balloon, two balloons, three balloons
what a salary they get, this is a robbery.
What little shame, what horns they have
that at your expense they keep themselves.
Sanctions, regulations, dismissals and expulsions.
You stick it through the lining where it hurts.
Absences, delays, casualties and permits
and I declare myself insubstantial to his discipline.
Don't sell yourself for a newspaper.
absenteeism at work.
Don't sell yourself for a newspaper.
hit the capital.
I don't want to be a professional bullfighter.
National Day abolition!
Don't stand behind the scoffer
our struggle is in this ring.
I want to see the two-legged, two-legged Bulls!
who gives them the stock and who finishes them
so that someday someone can say
that this species has already ceased to exist.
Don't sell yourself for a newspaper.
absenteeism at work.
Don't sell yourself for a newspaper.
give the capital a kick
Don't sell yourself!
po UN jornal, never!
Absenteeism at work.
Don't sell yourself!
po UN jornal, never!
Give him the cane,
to capital decapitar.