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Muerte a los borbones

Pablo Hasél
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MUERTE A LOS BORBONES

Vuelvo a desmontar ese cuento para niños de que "el rey puso freno al fascismo"
El rey hizo lo que más le convenía a su cuenta bancaria
y limpió el sable a Franco durante demasiados años.
No es un héroe, sino un pez gordo que se arrima a la corriente
con más pezqueñines que devorar.
Su poder ha manipulado la historia
y ha elevado a los altares a uno de los mayores ladrones
que ha dado este estado.
Tú dices que odias a los moros y luego alabas a JuanCa,
íntimo del rey de Marruecos.
Ese que tiene a su pueblo pasando hambre
mientras tiene incontables palacios y lo envía aquí.
Su majestad no representa a nuestra clase,
que caigan las coronas y ardan los disfraces.
Así que excelentísima Familia Real del Reino de Caspalandia,
tarde o temprano recogeréis lo que merecéis: ¡rabia!
No me extraña que tengáis tantos hijos
cuando los mantiene la pleve,
Ya me duele que os idolatren en colegios de pijos
Pero también en escuelas públicas están vuestros retratos.
Os creéis el ombligo del mundo como el bolsillo de Rodrigo Rato.
Yo digo que antes que respetaros me mato.
Os tendríamos que obligar a decir:
"una república popular es lo más sensato y barato"
Aprovecháis éxitos deportivos pa haceros propaganda
Y colgaros medallas que no habéis ganado vosotros.
En este estado hay más de un dictador que manda.
Callar a quienes denunciamos vuestros métodos bochornosos.
Tiranos en forma de multimillonarios
con los que haceis sucios negocios.
No llameis democracia a esa mafia,
aunque mucho pueblo lo evite ver.
Mientras os burlais con desmedida frivolidad en el club Bilderberg.
Esto son evidencias, no conspiraciones.
Llevo tatuado en mi conciencia: ¡muerte a los Borbones!

Oye voy a tatuarme la cara del que mate a Jaime Peñafiel ¿me oyes?
Yo no quiero ser súbdito de ninguna monarquía
y aún menos impuesta a la fuerza por los tiranos de siempre.
Mira, la Guardia Real ya tiene nuevo himno para desfilar...
(¡Muerte a los Borbones!)

Os presento a la familia con más cocainómanos
Gastando en un vestido lo que ganas en 10 años
Su institución medieval cualquier lógica desquicia
Como buscar pensadores en el Diario de Patricia
Los presupuestos reales nunca han sido transparentes
Si eso es democrático, Aznar fue buen presidente
Multaron a los de El Jueves por una caricatura
A mi ya pueden fusilarme en el Ministerio de Incultura
La república será fea como la infanta Helena
Si es capitalista y no sirve a la clase obrera
Os invito a odiar a los personajes más caraduras
Que adornaron con consumismo una otra puta dictadura
Deberíamos mandarlos a recoger fruta
Por 3 euros la hora, a ver como especulan
Venga, venga, que de ser así De la Vega
Admitirá que tiene pene y que con España juega

JuanCa, JuanCa, no es amigo del pueblo
sino de la banca, la justicia está de duelo,
suelo soñar que vuela por los aires
eso no es terrorismo, ¡se merece el cielo!
Me da náuseas constantes el reino casposol,
donde un farsante es grande por la gracia de Dios,
no me representa esa puta bandera,
pon una estrella roja y saca la corona fuera!

Mercenarios los defienden con medios de manipulación o armas
Todos bien pagados para controlar lo que hablan
Censuran manifestaciones en su contra
La reina sofía es una listilla que se hace la tonta
Cuando llegan a una ciudad se pone todo bonito
Ocultando la realidad y protestar es casi relito
Antidisturbios nos acorralan a km de ellos
No sea que escuchen que no los queremos
Patético estado policial, venga todos al corral
A poner huevos pa que cerdos los puedan robar
Y para colmo exijan ser venerados
Ciudadanos somos números de resultado esclavos
Suma y sigue, fuma y creéte libre
JuanCa: el más pirata falta en el libro Guiness
Pero ya os podeis olvidar, no se quien ganó el mundial
Jugadores gritan viva españa pensando viva el capital

JuanCa, JuanCa, no es amigo del pueblo
sino de la banca, la justícia está de duelo,
suelo soñar que vuela por los aires
eso no es terrorismo, ¡se merece el cielo!
Me da náuseas constantes el reino casposol,
donde un farsante es grande por la gracia de Dios,
no me representa esa puta bandera,
pon una estrella roja y saca la corona fuera!

Leticia la progre se pasó a la ultraderecha
Hay poco peor que convertir a una arpía en princesa
Monseñor Rouco Varela bautizó a sus niñas
Y ya tiene fantasías pajeras para toda la vida
Felipe está nervioso porque la falacia de su padre
Ya no le sirve a el aunque son capaces
De hacer que salve la capa de ozono
Con tal de que 100 familiares más chupen del trono
Este país esta lleno de lamedores de culos corruptos
Donde está la dignidad a diario me pregunto
Así señoras con pensiones de mierda
Le pondrían a juan carlos lacitos en la verga
Es el reino de la amnesia, quien recuerda que
Dice "aguanta la crisis" tras bajarse de su yate
Vamos, vamos, que si el rey abdica,
Mariano Rajoy reconocerá que es marica!

JuanCa, JuanCa, no es amigo del pueblo
sino de la banca, la justícia está de duelo,
suelo soñar que vuela por los aires
eso no es terrorismo, ¡se merece el cielo!
Me da náuseas constantes el reino casposol,
donde un farsante es grande por la gracia de Dios,
no me representa esa puta bandera,
pon una estrella roja y saca la corona fuera!

(¡Eeeh! ¡Casposos! ... ¡MUERTE A LOS BORBONES!)
DEATH TO THE BOURBONS

Once again I'm dismantling that children's tale about "The King put a stop to fascism"
The King did what was the most convenient thing for his bank account
And he did Franco's bidding for too many years
He is no a hero, but a fat fish that gets to the coast
to devour more little fish
His power has manipulated history
And has elevated to altars one of the biggest thieves
that this country has produced.
You say you hate Arabs, and then praise JuanCa,
who's a very close friend of the King of Morocco.
The same who has his people starving,
at the same time has too many palaces to count and sends him here
His Majesty does not represent our class
let the crowns fall, and let the costumes burn.
Therefore, most excellent Royal Family of the Kingdom of Dandruffland,
sooner or later you will reap what you deserve: rage!
It's not surprising that you have so many children
Since the masses support them financially,
It hurts me that they adore you in swanky schools for snobs
But it is in public schools where your portraits can be found
You believe yourself to be the center of the world as well as the pockets of Rodrigo Rato.
I say, sooner than respecting you I would kill myself.
We should force you to say:
"A popular republic is the most sensible and inexpensive governance option"
You take advantage of successes in the world of sports to make propaganda for yourselves
And hang round your neck medals that you have not won yourselves.
In this nation state there is more than one dictator that rules.
You shut up those of us who denounce your embarrassing methods.
Tyrants in the form of multimillionaires
with whom you make business
Do not call this mafia by the name of democracy,
even though many people avoid seeing this.
While you laugh with excessive frivolity at the Bilderberg Club
This is evidence, not conspiracy.
Upon my conscience I have tattooed: Death to the Bourbons!
Hey, I will get a tattoo of he who kills Jaime Peñafiel, do you hear?
I don't want to be a subject to any monarchy
and even less one that has been imposed upon me by the same old tyrants of always.
Check it out, the Royal Guard has a new anthem to march to...
(Death to the Bourbons!)
Let me introduce to you the family with the most cocaine addicts
Spending on a dress what you earn in 10 years
How to find thinkers in the Newspaper of Patricia
The royal budgets have never been transparent
If that is democratic, then Aznar was a good president
They fined the people of the magazine "El Jueves" because of a cartoon
They can now put me under a firing squad in the Ministry of Un-Culture
The republic will be as ugly as the infanta Elena
if it is capitalist and does not serve the working class
I invite you to hate the most shameless characters
Who decorated another damn dictatorship with their consumerism
We should send them to pick up fruit in the fields
At 3 euros per hour, to see how they speculate
Come on, now if this happened, De la Vega
Would admit that he has a penis and plays with Spain

Juan Carlos, Juan Carlos, he isn't a friend of the people
but of the banking sytems, justice is in mourning,
I often dream he is flying through the winds
That is not terrorism, he deserves to go to heaven!
I get nauseated constantly by the scufy kingdom
where a fraud is great by the grace of God,
this whorish flag doesn't represent me,
Put in a red star and take out the crown!
Mercenaries defend them with manipulation or arms
All of them well paid to control what they speak
They censor demonstrations against them
Queen Sofía is a very sly and clever, but pretends to be dumb
When they arrive to visit a city, everything looks very pretty
Which hides reality and to protest is almost a crime
Antiriot police corners us to kilometres from them
Lest they hear that we don't love them
Pathetic police state, come everyone to the henpen
To place eggs so that pigs can steal them
And, what really takes the cake, the demand to be revered
Citizens, we are numbers,as a result we are slaves
Sum this up and continue, smoke and think you are free
JuanCa: the most pirate-like, he needs to be in the Guiness Book of Records
But you can forget about it right now, I don't know who won the World Cup
Players shout out "Long live Spain" while thinking "Long live capital!"

Juan Carlos, Juan Carlos, he isn't a friend of the people
but of the banking sytems, justice is in mourning,
I often dream he is flying through the winds
That is not terrorism, he deserves to go to heaven!
I get nauseated constantly by the scurfy kingdom
where a fraud is great by the grace of God,
this whorish flag doesn't represent me,
Put in a red star and take out the crown!
Letizia, the progressive one, went over to the far-right
There's very little which could be worse than to turn a bitch into a princess
Mosignor Rouco Valera baptised her daughters
Felipe is nervous because his pathetic fallacy of a father
Does not serve his purposes, although they are capable of
making him save the ozone layer
As long as 100 more of their relatives mooch off the throne
This country is full of ass-licking, corrupt people
Where is dignity every day, I ask myself
Thus, ladies living from shitty pensions
Would adorn Juan Carlos's penis with decorative ribbons
This is the kingdom of amnesia; does anyone remember when he said "Let's get through the crisis" after descending from his yacht?
Come now, come now, if the Kind abdicates,
Mariano Rajoy will accept that he is gay!

Juan Carlos, Juan Carlos, he isn't a friend of the people
but of the banking sytems, justice is in mourning,
I often dream he is flying through the winds
That is not terrorism, he deserves to go to heaven!
I get nauseated constantly by the scurfy kingdom
where a fraud is great by the grace of God,
this whorish flag doesn't represent me,
Put in a red star and take out the crown!

(Ehhhh! Scurfy, dandruffy ones! ... DEATH TO THE BOURBONS!)


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