El empleado del mes
Abuela Coca Lyrics
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Con fuckin-crosty el payaso
Veo que viene el caballo
Con el cowboy con el lazo
Empaquetado en abrazos
Empalagado de besos
En tres d dice:"progreso,
Aproveche es una ganga"
Y la tele es como un rezo.
Es la religión moderna
Electrónico chupete
Y si sos pobre jodete
Si el aire te contamina
Cuelguen al que desafina
Grita en su sillón la rata
Y en la guerra ni se mata
Y es por la paz que se hace
Cien mil aguilas rapaces
Bien saben de que se trata
No, no quiero escaparme
Refugiarme en vos
Solo despertarme, no me salvo
No quiero estrellarme
Ser tu salvador
Solo despertarme, no me salvo.
En esta tierra de homeros
Hace pogo el che en la cancha
Agita en las avalanchas
Tira piedras al golero
Lo importante es ser primero
Y que tenga lindo envase
Y que te salga ese pase
Y te llame don francisco
Y te hagan un obelisco
Porque vende lo que haces
Del arte mejor ni hablemos
Diosa de graciosa cola
Tu bandera flamea sola
Y ya llegó hasta la luna(¿?)
Que importa si acá hay hambruna
Si no aparece en la tele
Lo que si lastima y duele
Lo pasan en gran hermano
Y agarrados de las manos
Lloramos por esas pieles
No, no quiero escaparme
Refugiarme en vos
Solo despertarme, no me salvo
No quiero estrellarme
Ser tu salvador
Solo despertarme, no me salvo.
The song "El empleado del mes" by Abuela Coca is a critique of modern society and its obsession with consumerism, entertainment, and fame. The lyrics paint a picture of a world where material possessions, television, and technology are worshipped like a religion. The first stanza describes a scene of a clown and a cowboy promoting products on television, while the singer observes the world around them. It is presented as if people are being sold an idea of progress, but in reality, it is just a way of selling more products. The word "payaso" (clown) is juxtaposed with "progreso" (progress) to suggest a deceitful nature in the beliefs that society presents.
The second stanza criticizes the hierarchy of modern society where those who are fit to survive are always those who have an adequate financial balance. It also portrays the message that those who cannot "afford" to survive simply get left behind. In the third stanza, the lyrics highlight issues of classism and the superficiality of society when it comes to fame and the arts. The song also touches on how society is quick to judge people based on superficial traits like physical appearance rather than personal merits. The song's chorus suggests that the singer is trying to wake up and escape from this societal trap with a sense of urgency.
Line by Line Meaning
Veo la m colgando
I see the golden arches hanging
Con fuckin-crosty el payaso
With fuckin-crosty the clown
Veo que viene el caballo
I see the horse coming
Con el cowboy con el lazo
With the cowboy with the lasso
Empaquetado en abrazos
Packaged in hugs
Empalagado de besos
Drenched in kisses
En tres d dice:"progreso,
In 3D it says "progress"
Aproveche es una ganga"
Take advantage, it's a bargain"
Los ojos van a la tanga
Eyes are drawn to the thong
Y la tele es como un rezo.
And the TV is like a prayer.
Es la religión moderna
It's the modern religion
Electrónico chupete
Electronic pacifier
Y si sos pobre jodete
And if you're poor, tough luck
Si el aire te contamina
If the air contaminates you
Cuelguen al que desafina
Hang the one who sings out of tune
Grita en su sillón la rata
The rat screams from his armchair
Y en la guerra ni se mata
And in the war, nobody dies
Y es por la paz que se hace
And it's for peace that it's done
Cien mil aguilas rapaces
A hundred thousand ravenous eagles
Bien saben de que se trata
Know well what it's about
No, no quiero escaparme
No, I don't want to escape
Refugiarme en vos
Take refuge in you
Solo despertarme, no me salvo
Just wake up, I'm not saved
No quiero estrellarme
I don't want to crash
Ser tu salvador
Be your savior
En esta tierra de homeros
In this land of Homers
Hace pogo el che en la cancha
Che Guevara moshes in the court
Agita en las avalanchas
Shakes in the avalanches
Tira piedras al golero
Throws stones at the goalie
Lo importante es ser primero
What's important is to be first
Y que tenga lindo envase
And it has a nice package
Y que te salga ese pase
And you get that pass
Y te llame don francisco
And Don Francisco calls you
Y te hagan un obelisco
And they make an obelisk for you
Porque vende lo que haces
Because it sells what you do
Del arte mejor ni hablemos
Let's not talk about art
Diosa de graciosa cola
Goddess with a graceful butt
Tu bandera flamea sola
Your flag waves alone
Y ya llegó hasta la luna(?),
And it has already reached the moon(?),
Que importa si acá hay hambruna
What does it matter if there's famine here
Si no aparece en la tele
If it doesn't appear on TV
Lo que si lastima y duele
What does hurt and pain
Lo pasan en gran hermano
They show it on Big Brother
Y agarrados de las manos
And holding hands
Lloramos por esas pieles
We cry for those skins
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