I’m scared to go into the kitchen,
I’m scared about what I might see,
The toaster’s become a killer,
The dishwasher can’t stand the sight of me. [x2]

They’ve all rebelled at once,
the juicer, the iron and the blender
have suddenly gone crazy, hay que ver
The vacuum refuses to vacuum,
it says it won’t, so don’t even talk about it.
And the fridge is reading Marx
and telling me to leave her alone,
they’ve all rebelled at once,
the electric mixer’s joined them too.

They’ve all rebelled at once,
the hand mixer’s joined them too.
They’ve told me not to worry,
they’ll be gone within a month!

Every time I see you, I feel
something strange inside me
and when you talk to me, I think
I fall for no reason.

And I’m discovering that
what I feel when I see you is
nausea, when you approach me,
nausea, when I hear you laugh.

I’ll have to find a solution
to this stupid situation,
take my mind of the giddiness,
take an Optalidon tablet.

That’s the only way I’ll be happy
when I stop feeling
nausea, when you approach me,
nausea, when I hear you laugh.

Reactions, contractions, there are unwritten, fixed laws
Situations, positions, with an infinite half life.
Diagrams, theorems, matrices immersed in rules
Adiciones, sucesiones de hoy
permanent coefficients, productos of a same quotient,
Differences, coincidences, son trucos de una emergencia
Sufficient conditions, para un descenso de corriente
Derivatives, continuadas de hoy
Transformed energy isn’t lost, se traslada
La materia succionada is never recovered
Reactions, contractions, there are unwritten, fixed laws
Situations, positions de hoy
La energía transformada no se pierde se traslada
La materia succionada nunca es recuperada
Reacciones, contracciones, hay leyes fijas no escritas
Situaciones, posiciones de hoy.

Elves that shout
in the garden, in the garden,
laughter can be heard
in the garden, in the garden.

You know if you go in,
you can’t come out again,
[the] closed doors
can’t be opened.

Children crying
in the garden, in the garden,
Strange shapes
in the garden, in the garden.

No conviene walk barefoot
through the garden,
snakes live freely
in the garden,
in the garden,
in the garden,
in the garden...

Duendes que gritan
in the garden, in the garden,
Se oyen risas
in the garden, in the garden.

You know if you go in,
you can’t come out again.
Closed doors
can’t be opened.

In the garden… [x6]

In... the... garden.

What you want to give me doesn’t tempt me at all,
I don’t know why but it just does nothing for me anymore.
I know you’re still not convinced,
because all I know is that I want to fly...

I look down and can’t avoid it,
[there’s] an open window and I want to throw myself [through it],
a precipice and I can only think about jumping,
because I just know I want to fly...

Seeing the ground getting closer and closer,
falling rapidly and without looking,
counting the seconds until I make it,
a perfect suicide, a grand finale,
I want to fly...

I look down and can’t avoid it,
[there’s] an open window and I want to throw myself [through it],
a precipice and I can only think about jumping,
because I just know I want to fly...

Seeing the ground getting closer and closer,
falling rapidly and without looking,
counting the seconds until I make it,
a perfect suicide, a grand finale,
I want to fly...

Pushing my trolley, full of Quench and Mielitos;
Mari Pili looks really cute with her little latex skirt, uh!

Terror in the hypermarket, horror in the corner shop,
my girl’s disappeared and no one knows how it happened.
No, oh.

Mari Pili, rich, pretty, not a tin of tuna,
Hurry up, ven corriendo yo te espero en complementos

Terror in the hypermarket, horror in the corner shop,
my girl’s disappeared and no one knows how it happened.
No, oh.

I’ve been waiting for hours, Maripili’s late,
that girl’s so disorganised, Mari Pili ven monina

Terror in the hypermarket, horror in the corner shop,
my girl’s disappeared, and no one knows how it happened.
No, oh.

Whose is this head, this arm, this leg?
Oh, Mari Pili, it’s you! Oh, qué disgusto, ay qué cruz

Terror in the hypermarket, horror in the corner shop,
my girl’s disappeared, and no one knows how it happened.

Terror in the hypermarket, horror in the corner shop,
my girl’s disappeared, and no one knows how it happened.
No, oh.

Shut up in this hospital,
taking pentothal
and unable to speak.
I find myself among drip tubes,
watching television.
here comes sister Ivonne.

They say I’ll have to fight
but I want to get out of here,
they say that maybe I’ll be saved,
I’ll be cured at last.

It’s twelve o’clock and sister Ivonne’s back,
bringing another injection,
acabará conmigo
tengo miedo de la reacción
my pulse is growing weaker,
I’m losing feeling.

You’re chasing me all over Madrid,
I see your face approaching me
and I run away.
You’re horrid.
All I feel for you, oh yeah,
is hatred, hatred for you.
I’m sorry, but I have to get away from here,
I’m leaving my house and friends because of you,
I’ve already got my ticket,
I’m leaving at seven
for, for Tahiti, oh yeah,
Hatred, hatred for you,
Entre palmeras descanso por fin
I’m playing backgammon on Waikiki Beach.
Suddenly, I see a face
and fall flat on my back.
Oh no! It’s you again!
Hatred, hatred for you

I want to be a tin of Colón detergent
and be advertised on television.
I want to be a tin of Colón detergent
and appear in adverts on t.v..
How satisfying [it would be]
to be a tin
of Colón.

I want to be a tin of Colón detergent
and be advertised on television.
I want to be a tin of Colón detergent
and appear in adverts on t.v..
How satisfying [it would be]
to be a tin
of Colón.
How satisfying [it would be]
to be a tin
of Colón.

Shut up here in a frozen tomb,
they’ve left me for dead for ten years
and I
want to get out.

Amidst a thousand marble and stone graves,
my relatives rest in them
and I
want to get out.

I’ve already eaten two cousins, three aunts
and that brother-in-law who smelled so bad
and I
want to get out.

My claustrophobia doesn’t let me be
I’m bored of all this thinking
about how
to get out.

I’ll never be able to see you again,
you know I’m really sorry,
I should never have taken that plane,
now I’m in another dimension.

Lost here, without your love,
among multicoloured humanoids.

As we flew over Key Biscayne,
I felt dizziness, nausea, I don’t know what,
the stewardesses wouldn’t stop running around,
the pilot was crying in the bar.

Lost here, without your love,
among multicoloured humanoids.

Te dejo pues me vienen a buscar
I don’t know where they want to take me,
The spacecraft’s taking off,
I’ll wait for you at eight o’clock on Pluto.

Lost here, without your love,
among multicoloured humanoids.