Santo
King Changó Lyrics
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Venden a Chiapas en la esquina
Garantias suspendidas
Ya viene la policia
El Santo se le fue pa' encima
Camuflaje en la avenida
De tanto plomo no hay salida
Santo despliega tu ira
Si corres te da calambre
Quien puede con tanta hambre
Cultura popular
Orgullo nacional
Es el terror de los que quieren matar
Cultura popular
Orgullo nacional
Es el terror de los que quieren robar
El politico robo
Esta chingada se acabó
Usa mascara y no es Marco
Ya llego El Santo!!
Pantera azteca de plata
Se prende la fiesta y la guaracha
Con su capa y su carro el atrapa
En el gobierno al que le gusta la matraca
Ya se forma la pelea (Llego El Santo)
No hay nadie que con el pueda (Llego El Santo)
Sea gringo o sea fresa (Llego El Santo)
Sea rudo o sea fiera (Llego El Santo)
Disparao por la avenida (Llego El Santo)
Bailando quebradita (Llego El Santo)
Con la raza en el chopo (Llego El Santo)
Con el disco en la mano de King Changó
The song Santo by King Chango is a commentary on the political and social state of Mexico, particularly the state of Chiapas. The opening lines describe the desperation of the people living in Chiapas, who are willing to sell themselves on the streets due to the lack of opportunities and support. The lyrics suggest that the police are corrupt and unreliable, leaving the people without any protection. The reference to El Santo, the popular masked wrestler who was a hero in Mexican culture, implies that the people believe he is the only one who can save them from their suffering. The song celebrates the power of popular culture and national pride in the face of poverty and corruption.
The middle section of the song takes a more direct political tone, calling out corrupt politicians and the government for failing to improve the conditions of the people. The reference to El Santo as a "Pantera azteca de plata" highlights his status as a symbol of strength and justice in Mexican culture. The lyrics also suggest that El Santo is a unifying figure, bringing people together in celebration and resistance. The song ends with a call to action, urging the listener to join in the fight against those who would steal from and harm Mexico and its people.
Line by Line Meaning
Venden a Chiapas en la esquina
Injustice and corruption prevail as Chiapas is being sold on the corner
Garantias suspendidas
Rights and guarantees are suspended for the people
Ya viene la policia
The police are on their way to enforce the unjust practices
El Santo se le fue pa' encima
The people, represented by their hero El Santo, rise up against the oppressors
Camuflaje en la avenida
The oppressors hide and blend in among the people
De tanto plomo no hay salida
The violence and death have reached a point where there seems to be no escape
Si peleas pierdes la vida
Fighting back may cost you your life
Santo despliega tu ira
El Santo, the symbol of justice and resistance, unleashes his wrath
Si corres te da calambre
Even if you try to run, you'll feel the shock of the situation
Quien puede con tanta hambre
The people's hunger for justice and freedom cannot be quenched
Cultura popular
The people's culture and traditions
Orgullo nacional
National pride and identity
Es el terror de los que quieren matar
El Santo is the fear of those who seek to kill and oppress
Es el terror de los que quieren robar
El Santo is the fear of those who want to steal from the people
El politico robo
Politicians are stealing from the people
Esta chingada se acabó
This corruption and injustice must come to an end
Usa mascara y no es Marco
The oppressors hide their true identity with a mask, but they are not heroes like Marco
Ya llego El Santo!!
El Santo has arrived to defend the people
Pantera azteca de plata
El Santo, the silver Aztec panther
Se prende la fiesta y la guaracha
The people celebrate and dance to the beat of their resistance
Con su capa y su carro el atrapa
El Santo uses his cape and car to catch the oppressors
En el gobierno al que le gusta la matraca
The corrupt government enjoys the sound of its own oppression
Ya se forma la pelea (Llego El Santo)
The fight is about to begin (El Santo has arrived)
No hay nadie que con el pueda (Llego El Santo)
No one can stand against him (El Santo has arrived)
Sea gringo o sea fresa (Llego El Santo)
Whether they are American or wealthy Mexicans, El Santo will defend the people's rights
Sea rudo o sea fiera (Llego El Santo)
No matter how harsh or brutal the situation, El Santo will fight for justice
Disparao por la avenida (Llego El Santo)
Guns are firing as El Santo enters the scene
Bailando quebradita (Llego El Santo)
The people dance and resist, even in the midst of violence
Con la raza en el chopo (Llego El Santo)
The people stand united against oppression, with El Santo leading the way
Con el disco en la mano de King Changó
The song of resistance and revolution, 'Santo' by King Changó, is in their hands
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JOSE ANDRES BLANCO, LUIS BLANCO AYBAR, LUIS RUIZ, MICHAEL WAGNER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
beatriz simancas
Cultura popular, orgullo nacional ❤🇻🇪✌️ 2023 seguimos escuchando
Gabriela Duran
Esto quedara plasmado en la memoria de todos los venezolanos 👼❤💪
Lucio Ramirez
Y en los mexicanos tambien.....
Daniel Serrano
esta canción la ponían en una estación muy buena que había acá en guadalajara que se llamaba sol radiante y ahí empeze a escucharlos
Dagoberto Balza Espinoza
Unos de mis mejores bandas de mi República de Venezuela..que vivan por siempre!!
Enjelberth Lara
Que viva King Chango, que viva Venezuela, GRACIAS blanquito man por dejarnos tanta buena música y por compartir tu talento, siempre estarás en el corazón de cada venezolano!!!
AleX M.
Éstos panas se la comieron con éste disco me transporta a mi epoca de Universidad como disfrutaba escuchar su música en las jodederas en la USM .Descanza en Paz Blanquito tu música te mantienen vivo de quienes disfrutamos tus temas.
Hecmi Manzo
nada como tomarse unas cervezas y escuchar king chango
Alfredo Alejandro Rodriguez Bolivar
Jajajjaa justo estoy haciendo eso... Mientras me tripeo el atardecer
Ramon Freites
Al aire libre con los panas... sabrosoooooo