Ratas En Bizkaia
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Ratas En Bizkaia
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Desde santurce a bilbao, vengo por toda la orilla...
Mirarás al cielo y verás
Una gran nube sucia
No lo pienses, no lo dudes
Altos hornos de nuestra ciudad
Mirarás las fachadas
Llenas de mierda, llenas de mierda
Desde santurce a bilbao, vengo por toda la orilla
Somos ratas en bizkaia
Somos ratas contaminadas
Y vivimos en un pueblo
Que naufraga, que naufraga, fraga, fraga
El orgulloso puente colgante
Por debajo el gran nervión
Donde reposan los excrementos
Despidiendo mal olor
En sus orillas cuanta gente
Lucha por subsistir.
Desde santurce a bilbao, vengo por toda la orilla
Somos ratas en bizkaia
Somos ratas contaminadas
Y vivimos en un pueblo
Que naufraga, que naufraga, fraga, fraga
Fraga, naufraga.
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