People with glasses, walking through the streets
Carrying cases, moving their feet
Changing locations, running away
The people with glasses, the same every day
Moviendote carnal, abre paso que voy con prisa
Tengo que llegar al trabajo, y no es que quiera trabajar
Pero necesito la lana para pagar mi canton y mi coche
Pero de noche vamos al antro por pisto, sobres vamos
I need to run away from work
I need to break free from my chains
People with glasses, following routines
Making some money, and reading magazines
Quítate del camino, ya me voy a jetear
Mira, ya no me importa, ya me voy a tomar
We people all just look the same
People with glasses, walking the streets
Forming the masses, making us creeps
People with glasses, walking the streets
Forming the masses, making us creeps
I know who we all are, I know us all too well
I see my reflection on your glasses