After 2 albums of underground transgressive rock, the band started mixing it with Latin American rhythms such a cumbia, chacarera, candombe and cuartetazo. The lyrics, though, remained acid and critical of political and social problems.
The current line-up is: Gustavo Cordera (voice), Juan Subirá (keyboards and voice), Carlos Martín (drums), Oscar Righi (guitar), "Pepe" Céspedes (bass guitar and voice), Daniel Suárez (voice), Alberto Verenzuela (guitar), and "Cóndor" Sbarbatti (voice and charango); previous members include Charly Bianco (guitar and voice) and Rubén Sadrinas (voice).
Honoring the psychiatric hospital José Tiburcio Borda in Buenos Aires, La Bersuit performs dressed in characteristic pajamas; even though the story of Cordera spending some time in that institution is a mere urban legend, the band has an affinity with everything related to madness and marginalization.
Besides the big success, first in the Buenos Aires' underground movement and then in all the country, Bersuit Vergarabat harvested fans from many countries in South America as well as in Spain.
Discography
* 1992 - Y Punto
* 1993 - Asquerosa Alegría
* 1996 - Don Leopardo
* 1998 - Libertinaje
* 2000 - Hijos del Culo
* 2002 - De la Cabeza (live)
* 2004 - La Argentinidad al Palo: Se Es, Lo Que Se Es (double)
* 2005 - Testosterona
* 2007 - Enano Ningueto
O Vas A Misa
Bersuit Vergarabat Lyrics
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Despotricando contra sus señoras
Pasaron de valientes cazadores
A empujar bebés en andadores
Tenés familia
Mas la cuidas
Mas cargás
Mas te lastimás
Mas llorás
La ceremonia cristiana crucifica
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
Con mis amigos teníamos una orquesta
Monedas en la gorra y no había protestas
Y ahora que hacemos canchas de fútbol
Como no nos alcanza buscamos más laburo
Es así
No va a cambiar
Es tan viejo
Como la humanidad
Tan pronto el hombre se casa
Si era fibra se convierte en grasa
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
No estoy seguro si esto es una fiesta
O un penoso canto de protesta
Si somos parte de un coro de llorones
Cambio guitarra por tristes bandoneones
Vamo’ los gordos!
Mis amigos son todos maricones
Eran libres y ahora son panzones
Tenían su culito en las fiestas
Y ahora hacen la cola para pagar las deudas
Mas tenés
Mas te embarrás
Mas te comprometés
Mas canas pintás
Vas a ver que el tiempo no perdona
Al que malgasta su testosterona
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
Vas a ver que el tiempo no perdona
Al que malgasta su testosterona
Vas a ver que el tiempo no perdona
Al que malgasta su testosterona
Vas a ver que el tiempo no perdona
Al que malgasta su testosterona
Vas a ver que el tiempo no perdona
Al que malgasta su testosterona.
In Bersuit Vergarabat's "O Vas A Misa," the lyrics express the idea that as people age, they become more burdened with responsibilities, especially in regards to family. The song starts by describing how the singer's friends cry when they drink and complain about their spouses. They went from being brave hunters to pushing strollers. The lyrics suggest that once people have a family, they work harder to take care and protect it. They may also get hurt more in the process. The song then moves onto the topic of religion and how it is used to control people. The lyrics state that the Christian ceremony crucifies people and forces them to choose between going to church or eating salami. The line "O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín" (Either you go to mass or you eat my salami) exaggerates the expression "a mi casa o a la tuya" (your place or mine) to convey how the choice between attending church and pursuing pleasure is no real choice at all.
The second half of the song talks about the passage of time and how quickly life can change. The singer remembers his band, collecting coins in their hats, and how they ended up working more and playing less. The lyrics suggest that life is an inevitable cycle where people start strong and slowly fade away, culminating in the idea that time is unforgiving to those who waste their potential. The song is not just about growing older, but about recognizing that people cannot escape the gravity of time, responsibilities, or the expectations imposed upon them by others.
Line by Line Meaning
Mis amigos cuando beben me lloran
My friends cry to me when they're drunk
Despotricando contra sus señoras
Ranting against their wives
Pasaron de valientes cazadores
They went from being brave hunters
A empujar bebés en andadores
To pushing babies in walkers
Tenés familia
You have a family
Mas la cuidas
But you take care of them
Mas cargás
But you bear the weight
Mas te lastimás
But you get hurt more
Mas tenés
But you have more
Mas llorás
But you cry more
La ceremonia cristiana crucifica
The Christian ceremony crucifies
O vas a misa, o vas a mi salamín
Either you go to Mass or you come to my salami
Con mis amigos teníamos una orquesta
With my friends, we had an orchestra
Monedas en la gorra y no había protestas
Coins in the hat and no complaints
Y ahora que hacemos canchas de fútbol
And now we build soccer fields
Como no nos alcanza buscamos más laburo
Since it's not enough, we look for more work
Es así
That's how it is
No va a cambiar
It's not going to change
Es tan viejo
It's so old
Como la humanidad
Like humanity
Tan pronto el hombre se casa
As soon as a man gets married
Si era fibra se convierte en grasa
If he was muscle, he becomes fat
No estoy seguro si esto es una fiesta
I'm not sure if this is a party
O un penoso canto de protesta
Or a pathetic protest song
Si somos parte de un coro de llorones
If we're part of a chorus of crybabies
Cambio guitarra por tristes bandoneones
I exchange my guitar for sad bandoneons
Vamo’ los gordos!
Come on, the fat guys!
Mis amigos son todos maricones
My friends are all gay
Eran libres y ahora son panzones
They were free and now they're pot-bellied
Tenían su culito en las fiestas
They had their little butts at parties
Y ahora hacen la cola para pagar las deudas
And now they wait in line to pay their debts
Mas te embarrás
But you get yourself more stuck
Mas te comprometés
But you get more committed
Mas canas pintás
But you dye more gray hairs
Vas a ver que el tiempo no perdona
You'll see that time doesn't forgive
Al que malgasta su testosterona
Those who squander their testosterone
Lyrics © SADAIC LATIN COPYRIGHTS, INC.
Written by: CARLOS ENRIQUE MARTIN, GUSTAVO EDUARDO CORDERA, RENE YSEL CESPEDES DUARTE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Oziel Jiménez morales
El tiempo no perdona al que malgasta su testosterona.
Gran frase.
Agustin Casanovas
basta de pajas
Franco Parra
El mercado de fichajes escuchando este tema... que recuerdos
Khaleb Gómez
Buscando al mejor jugador joven, rápido y con buen pie, jejeje muy buena amigo
Joaquin Arana Ytomura
@Khaleb Gómez Es verdad, yo siempre usaba un LAD de delantero, Michael Jones, ya que siempre jugaba en equipos de divisiones bajas, de 2 y 3 división, llegaba bastante lejos, y negociando con el, siempre escuchaba esta rola
JonathanJBP
Nasri crecia un monto.
El Estrangulador de Soplones
A Gareth Bale lo agarrabas baratísimo en el Southampton con 60 de forma y subía hasta 94
Gustavo Moreno
A Carlos Vela y subia bastante, tambien otros de los recurrentes era Sergio Aguero y Rafael Sobis en la delantera que hasta seleccion de Brasil llegaba que buenos tiempos, el mejor Fifa de la historia por los grandes jugadores que habia y los nuevos que ya estban agregados, horas y horas de juego
Raul Tenorio
Siempre voy amar la FIFA07 por esta canción💕
René Henríquez
Por el soundtrack entero!