Violencia
Los Prisioneros Lyrics


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Dos conductores con mala suerte
Se bajan a chequear lo que sonó tan fuerte
Uno por detrás el otro por delante
Instrumento de metal que afirma el volante

Los espectadores se acercan preparan la mirada, preparan las apuestas
La avenida se comienza a llenar y parece que se van a pelear
Aceite pegajoso debajo del furgón revela lo perfecto de la ocasión
Se...se...se...se...dale...dale...dale...dale

Violencia violencia violencia
Violencia violencia violencia

Queremos ver que va a pasar después

Si...si...si...si...si

Caen los fierros, Crujen los cráneos
Esto se pone feo ¡ah, que me mareo!
Los espectadores se persignan uno toma fotos, el otro filma
Los matazos en la danza de espadas, somos todos gente muy civilizada

Pero el precio de la pintura, el parachoques y la nueva armadura
La desabolladura y el reflector, la calcomanía y la ratificación
¿Quién lo va a pagar? ¿Tu?
¿Quién lo va a pagar? ¿tu?

Violencia...





Queremos ver que va a pasarles
Queremos ver que va a pasar después

Overall Meaning

The song "Violencia" by Los Prisioneros is a scathing critique of the violence and aggression that permeates society, particularly in the context of car culture. The lyrics describe two drivers who get out of their cars to investigate a loud noise, one from behind and the other from the front. They both hold onto a steel instrument to assert control over their vehicles. The scene attracts onlookers who gather around to watch and bet on what will happen next. The oil underneath the van makes for a perfect occasion for a fight to break out. The chorus repeatedly chants the word "violencia," emphasizing the album's overall theme.


The second verse describes the violent clash between the two drivers as they thrash around, smashing their cars and potentially injuring each other. The bystanders react with a mix of horror and fascination, taking photos and videos to document the event. The lyrics then highlight one of the underlying problems with this culture of violence - the costs associated with repairing the damage caused by these confrontations. The song ends with the repeated refrain of "queremos ver que va a pasar después," which translates to "we want to see what will happen next," suggesting that this culture of violence is a vicious cycle that is difficult to escape.


Overall, Los Prisioneros's "Violencia" is a potent critique of the toxic aggression and violence that exists in contemporary society, particularly in car culture. It highlights the destructive impact that such behavior has on individuals and society at large, emphasizing the costs that must be paid as a result of these clashes.


Line by Line Meaning

Dos conductores con mala suerte
Two unlucky drivers


Se bajan a chequear lo que sonó tan fuerte
Get out to check what sounded so loud


Uno por detrás el otro por delante
One from behind, the other from the front


Instrumento de metal que afirma el volante
Metal instrument that holds the steering wheel


Los espectadores se acercan preparan la mirada, preparan las apuestas
Spectators approach, prepare their gaze, and their bets


La avenida se comienza a llenar y parece que se van a pelear
The avenue begins to fill up and it seems like they are going to fight


Aceite pegajoso debajo del furgón revela lo perfecto de la ocasión
Sticky oil under the van reveals the perfect opportunity


Se...se...se...se...dale...dale...dale...dale
Go...go...go...go...hit it...hit it...hit it...hit it


Violencia violencia violencia
Violence, violence, violence


Violencia violencia violencia
Violence, violence, violence


Queremos ver que va a pasar después
We want to see what happens next


Si...si...si...si...si
Yes...yes...yes...yes...yes


Caen los fierros, Crujen los cráneos
Iron falls, skulls crack


Esto se pone feo ¡ah, que me mareo!
This is getting ugly, oh, I feel dizzy!


Los espectadores se persignan uno toma fotos, el otro filma
Spectators cross themselves, one takes photos, the other films


Los matazos en la danza de espadas, somos todos gente muy civilizada
The blows in the sword dance, we are all very civilized people


Pero el precio de la pintura, el parachoques y la nueva armadura
But the price of the paint, the bumper, and the new armor


La desabolladura y el reflector, la calcomanía y la ratificación
The dent removal and reflector, the sticker and approval


¿Quién lo va a pagar? ¿Tu?
Who's going to pay for it? You?


¿Quién lo va a pagar? ¿tu?
Who's going to pay for it? You?


Violencia...
Violence...


Queremos ver que va a pasarles
We want to see what will happen to them


Queremos ver que va a pasar después
We want to see what happens next




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