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The lyrics of the great hit of ChAOtiC SpOnTaNeOuS: WHERE WILL THAT W.C. BE?

KETAMA

Ketama, ketama,
I'm in the branch yet.
Ketama, ketama,
What a pleasure, What a wish!
I smoked the first and the second one,
but the third one didn't arrive.
Oy, oy, oy, paper, paper, paper, roll more paper.
The Moorish saw, but I didn't catch him.
Ketama, you will sing,
under hash effects.

DON'T KNOW, DON'T ANSWER

I search stable job,
because "Manolo" is an "extraditable".
Aaaaaaaaah.
I have cirrhosis.
Don't know, don't answer.
Don't know, don't answer.
Don't know, don't answer.

In the unemployment office,
the boss is an ugly man.
Aaaaaaaaah.
I have cirrhosis.
Don't know, don't answer...

I'm a dirty person and i am sweated,
but I only go here.
Aaaaaaaaah.
I have cirrhosis.
Don't know, don't answer...

THE TRIP

From Colombia we are coming to bring The Happiness,
and The Three Wise Men will surpass.
We go through by Jamaica, there are "reggae" and spontaneous,
and we disconnect yet, we disconnect.
A lot of smoke, a lot of "rasta"... (rasta)
and this isn't the rastro...
Madrid, Babylon and the babylonics.
Madrid, Babylon and the babylonics.

We went down to "The Moorish",
and a "pepe" hit us,
Ketama levitation,
and we took a "bolillón".

We arrived to China, what we didn't arrive!,
and there a Chinese, "ketín ketano" saw there.
And this song, that "The Chichos" are composing (no more, no less),
disconnection, disconnection, disconnection.
I disconnect of this earthly world.

COLOMBIA (Ketama 2nd part)

I am searching "The Ochoa" in Colombia,
but the problem is that there aren't more coca.
I find the "chamo",
and, with education, I ask him one gramme.
A.T. gets a flash,
and to repair, we give him Hash.
Valiente, oh, oh, oh
believes that he is in Ketama and says us "Levitasión".
Colombia, Colombia.
Piganás, piganás.

I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING

I have a group of big drinkers,
that don't play anything and buy in the market.
I have a "sissy", lesbian with segments,
and other connexions and many papers.

I have, I don't have anything,
I have, I have,
I have, I have, I don't have anything.
At the end, I leave because I want.

I have a Bar where he serves a grater,
and his name is Blas, like the cod.
I have a Vespa, it throws a lot of,
so I put Cepsa, to get a "mogolló".

I have, I don't have anything...

KALDERILLA

Kalderilla, aaaaaah, Kalderilla, aaaaaah

Plis Play, whisky, beer, A.T. and the Kalderilla
Plis Play, whisky with Kalderilla, JB JB JB JB JB JB
¡¡¡ SHAFAOOOO !!!
We give disgusting, we give disgusting, we give disgusting.
¡ The Show, the Show, the Show !

We give disgusting, we give disgusting...

Birds, cats and pigeons...

EXPLOSIVE FLAMENCO

Ayyyyyy, ayyyyy, ayyyyy
In Triana I crossed with and old woman,
who went for the mountain walking up the "lea".
Ayyyy, ayyyy, ayyyy
Ah, neneiro neneiro, muñeira,
The "mañicos" of this land, sang, excited,
I don't want to sing more.
(this is coming to degenerate).

IN THE SAHARA

In the Sahara I stayed,
smoking peyote until 3 o'clock,
4 o'clock I stood up,
and made me one-two.
La, la, la, la, la...
La, la, la, la, la, la, la...
¡Ah, Salaim!
¡A pasá alá!

A POSSESSED FRIEND

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,

VOMIT

(impossible to transcribe)

BY BAYER

Have you an Aspirins box?
Is of Bayer, is of Bayer, is of Bayer...
My friend Felix, don't go yet,
because the Aconcagua Mountains...
¡This song isn't about Felix!

OPTIMIST SONG

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la....

LULLABY

(This is a lullaby that,
in my town, we sing to the children
when they are going to sleep).

We do the Space-ship,
we do the Space-ship,
the Space-ship,
the Space-ship
Children are going to sleep
with crazy face.
The Space-ship.
Martians persecute us.
La, la, la, la, la, la.
The Space-ship,
the Space-ship.

DON'T SEE ME!

I'm walking,
in the street,
and people see me...
¡Don't see me!
People see me
I don't want that they see me,
because I am a crazy.
Ja, ja, ja, ja, ja.
Don't see me, don't see me.
Don't see me, don't see me,
because I'm a crazy.
And there are corners,
there are corners.
Fresh children,
fresh children,
fresh children,
fresh children see me,
there are corners.
I'm a crazy, I'm a crazy
I hate the corners,
Don't see me,
ja ja ja.
Don't see me.
We are going to smoke a "peta"
and a "porro",
and a "two-papers".
¿How are you?
Don't see me.

WE WANT MORE CULTURE

There isn't culture in this country,
and people eat in the rubbish cub.
There isn't culture in this country,
because people don't read,
and children don't go to school.
More culture,
we want more culture,
people of my generation
want more culture.
We are till the noses,
we want more culture
and more cannabis.
Cannabis Legalization, legalization.
We want more culture.
We are going to occupy the City Hall.

KETAMA MIX

Ketama, ketama, ketama, ketama...
(heavenly music)
Piganás, piganás.
(heavenly music)
Ah, Salaim

ARABIAN SEVILLANES

(impossible to transcribe)