Eugenia
Fiskales Ad-Hok Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

oh! Que gran decepción hoy al abrir los tarros que habíamos guardado y cuidado con tanto amor
descubrimos que el almíbar sabía muy mal el cristianismo de estas guindas no se pudo conservar.

Y devolvimos todo
y nos sentimos mal
nos aburrimos tanto
es que está todo mal
Sirvamos bien la mesa dispuestos a tragar
probemos estos manjares que nos saben a maldad
una pizca de hierba, para poder olvidar
para poder aguantar las ganas de asesinar.

Madre escuchaste a los niños cantar
y recordaste lo que no querías recordar
estas legumbres que vamos a comer
saben igual que las balas que tuviste que tragar sin querer.

Eugenia, hay porotos con longaniza en el refrigerador
sirvamos bien la mesa y sentémonos a cenar




probemos estas frutas que nos saben a maldad, tanta maldad
dejemos que nuestras tripas se contaminen con el sabor real

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Fiskales Ad-Hok's song Eugenia express a feeling of disappointment and disillusionment with the world, particularly with the aspect of religion. The first verse talks about the jars that they had carefully preserved with love, but when they opened them, they found that the syrup tasted bad and the cherries could not be conserved due to the Christianity that had spoiled them. This is a metaphor for how the group had once believed in the sanctity of religion, but they had become disillusioned due to its corruption and hypocrisy.


The chorus talks about feeling bored, malaise, and guilt. The group has returned everything due to the bad taste in their mouths, both literally and figuratively. The second verse continues with the theme of the corruption of the world, as the group tries to forget their troubles by consuming food and drugs tainted with the taste of evil. The last few lines allude to the violence and pain that has been inflicted on them, with a reference to a mother who had to swallow "bullets" that tasted like the legumes they were about to eat.


The song paints a bleak picture of the world and the disillusionment that comes with discovering the hypocrisy and corruption of institutions like religion. It is a snapshot of the anger and frustration that many people feel about the current state of society, the growing divide between the haves and the have-nots, and the increasing apathy and complacency that seems to be taking over.


Line by Line Meaning

oh! Que gran decepción hoy al abrir los tarros que habíamos guardado y cuidado con tanto amor
What a great disappointment today when we opened the jars we had kept and cared for with so much love


descubrimos que el almíbar sabía muy mal el cristianismo de estas guindas no se pudo conservar.
We discovered that the syrup tasted bad, the Christianity of these cherries couldn't be preserved.


Y devolvimos todo
And we returned everything


y nos sentimos mal
And we felt bad


nos aburrimos tanto
We got so bored


es que está todo mal
Everything is just bad


Sirvamos bien la mesa dispuestos a tragar
Let's set the table well, ready to swallow


probemos estos manjares que nos saben a maldad
Let's try these delicacies that taste like evil


una pizca de hierba, para poder olvidar
A little bit of herb, to be able to forget


para poder aguantar las ganas de asesinar.
To be able to hold back the urge to murder.


Madre escuchaste a los niños cantar
Mother, did you hear the children sing?


y recordaste lo que no querías recordar
And you remembered what you didn't want to remember


estas legumbres que vamos a comer
These vegetables that we're going to eat


saben igual que las balas que tuviste que tragar sin querer.
Taste just like the bullets you had to swallow unwillingly.


Eugenia, hay porotos con longaniza en el refrigerador
Eugenia, there are beans with sausage in the refrigerator


sirvamos bien la mesa y sentémonos a cenar
Let's set the table well and sit down to eat


probemos estas frutas que nos saben a maldad, tanta maldad
Let's try these fruits that taste like evil, so much evil


dejemos que nuestras tripas se contaminen con el sabor real
Let's allow our guts to be contaminated with the real taste




Contributed by Tristan O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Comments from YouTube:

@carsausage

This stuff rocks! It's a real shame Chilean punk is so obscure up here in the States; you guys write some cool punk!

@cristiansoto3820

Pa too los amigos que hablan y nunca vieron a estos weones tocar en la pobla . Salud

@armynarmyn9006

y recordaste lo que no querías recordaaaar

@cristobalcorpse5971

porotos con longa y pilsen en cuarentena, la mea combi lml

@josemanuelpardo9007

La mejor banda punk chilena de todos los tiempos

@alvaroaltamirano1731

Temon de los FISKALES

@fvidz

gran tema, al hueso como son los de los fiskales

@ValeriaAndrea03

y recordaste lo que no querias recordar!

@agustinmartinez8061

Brutal

@galansinchance

fuerte!! grande alvaro!!!!

More Comments

More Versions