(Suárez-González)

Everybody wants to shine
In a dirty bar
They’ll fall apart
Though their ego’s high

But those people I don’t mind
Because I’ve got my music inside
Don’t try to blow me up!
Blow me up!
Yes, Blow me up

They’ll looks for fame
They’ll shoot you up
I don’t give a fuck
(For) This boring game

But they cannot catch me now
Because I’ve got my music inside
Don’t try to blow me up
Blow me up!
Yes, blow me up

They talk too much
Those guys, beer in hand
Nobody see’s the band
But I’ve got better luck

But those people I don’t mind
Because I’ve got my music inside
Don’t try to blow me up!
Blow me up!
Yes, Blow me up

Everybody wants to shine
Everybody looks for fame
Everybody wants to play
Everybody is the best (number one)

But those people I don’t mind
Because I’ve got my music inside
Don’t try to blow me up!
Blow me up!
Yes, Blow me up

But those people I don’t mind
Because I’ve got my music inside
Don’t try to blow me up!
Blow me up!
Yes, Blow me up

But those people I don’t mind
Because I’ve got my music inside
Don’t try to blow me up!
Blow me up!
Yes, Blow me up

(Suárez-González)

I’ve got a pocket full of pretty green
I’m gonna put it in the fruit machine
I’m gonna put it in the jukebox
It’s gonna play all the records in the hit parade

I’ve got a pocket full of pretty green
I’m gonna give it to the man behind the counter
He’s gonna give me food and water
I’m gonna eat that and look for more

This is the pretty green, this is society
You can’t do nothing, unless it’s in the pocket
Oh no

I’ve got a pocket full of pretty green
I’m gonna put it in the fruit machine
I’m gonna put it in the jukebox
It’s gonna play all the records in the hit parade

This is the pretty green, this is society
You can’t do nothing, unless it’s in the pocket
Oh no

And they didn’t teach me that in school
It’s something that I learnt on my own
That power is measured by the pound or the fist
It’s as clear as this oh oh

I’ve got a pocket full of pretty green
I’m gonna put it in the fruit machine
I’m gonna put it in the jukebox
It’s gonna play all the records in the hit parade

I’ve got a pocket full of pretty green
I’m gonna give it to the man behind the counter
He’s gonna give me food and water
I’m gonna eat that and look for more

This is the pretty green, this is society
You can’t do nothing, unless it’s in the pocket
Oh no

I’ve got a pocket full of pretty green!