Hombre Suburbano
Read Hombre Suburbano lyrics by Viejas Locas on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Hombre Suburbano
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
Estamos en el tiempo, en que el ser humano,
Vive sin razón de ser.
Con sólo una palabra, un caso puede resolver.
Pero te pega un trompada y tira todo,
Se cree ya muy listo, con su modo de ser.
Un hombre sin historia, sin tiempo sin memoria,
Puede reaccionar así.
Pero no se da cuenta, su personalidad en venta está.
Pero el hombre suburbano sigue su rutina,
Sin darse cuenta que... su vida terminara.
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "Hombre Suburbano"?
Viejas Locas performs "Hombre Suburbano", and this lyric page sits inside the Viejas Locas catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "Hombre Suburbano"?
Yes. The related section below points to Botella and A Veces De Carabana with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Viejas Locas?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Viejas Locas's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on Hombre Suburbano yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.