Teléfonos que suenan en piezas vacias/White Trash

[Letra de "Teléfonos/White Trash"]

[Parte I: Teléfonos]

[Verso]
Night is down in insect town
I'm sitting glued to the glowing tube
Tedious tedium, it's slow and slow
About the craving for something I could really use

We're worker ants and we're ants with wings
Saying "God I'm high" or "Christ, I'm late"
Asking girls and women
"Won't you show me the way
To the crumpled sheets and naughtier things?"

But it's sad, it's so sad
Old people shouldn't take it quite so bad, I know
But it's sad, sad, sad

Well, the sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
The sadness of shooting away your gloom
And of old crumpled men in their one-day suits
And telephones ringing in empty rooms

All the birds have flown from the park uptown
And a family I know has built an ark
It's been raining long in a steady flow
And newspaper headlines read bad and stark

It's sad, it's so sad
Old people never had it quite so bad
But it’s sad, sad, sad

Well the sadness of a long dead star on late night TV
The sadness of shooting away your gloom
And of old crumpled men in their one-day suits
And telephones ringing in empty rooms
Okay...

[Parte II: White Trash]

[Intro]
Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh

[Verso 1]
I said, People of Babylon
Well if you want to be wrong
You've got to be strong
‘Cause if you don’t you’re going down, down, down

Well, you bite the hand that feeds ya
Spit in the face of those who need ya
Don’t you know when you're old
Who is gonna feed ya when you're on your own?

I hear my black brothers tell me every day
About how they’ve been put down in so many ways
Well, don’t you know Rasta?
We’ve been treated just the same way

[Coro]
I look around and all I see is
White trash in Babylon
White trash in London
White trash right here in Buenos Aires town

White trash in Richmond
White trash in Birmingham
White trash where we live in Hurlingham
(Hurlingham, Yeah!)

[Solo]

[Puente]
Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Doo
Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Doo
Ska, Ska, Ska-Mah-Doo-Bah-Doo
Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Skengheh, Skengheh, Ska-Bah-Doo-Bah-Deh
Skengheh, Skengheh, Skeh-Bah-Doo-Bah-Doo

[Verso 2]
People of the Argentine
You’re used to eating your meat everyday
You’re looking too fine
Don’t you know what’s happening
Dude, you’re going down all of the time

‘Cause you bite the hand that feeds ya
Spit in the face of those who need ya
Don’t you know when you're old
Who is gonna feed you when you're on your own?

I hear my black brothers tell me every day
About how they’ve been put down in so many ways
Don’t you know Rasta?
Some of us have been treated just the same way

[Coro]
I look around and all I see is
White trash in Babylon
White trash in London
White trash aca in Buenos Aires town
(You better believe it)

White trash in Birmingham
White trash in Twickenham
White trash where we live in Hurlingham

(Come on, help me out)

[Outro]
Okay…