Divididos por la Felicidad

I'm always breaking glasses
In other people's rooms
Forever making passes
At other people's tumbs

No matter what existed
A few short years ago
The happy days were busted
And that's the way things go

What a good time
What a lovely time
What a good time
What a lonely time

Agosto, agosto, agosto
Perra, perra, perra
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

And if I had some trousers
I'd walk right down the street
And if I had a mauser
I'd shoot everyone I meet

What a good time
What a lovely time
What a good time
What a lonely time, yeah

Joto, joto
Perra, perra, perra
Perra
Ooh-ooh-yeah-eah-eah-eah
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Well, I'm still breaking glasses
In other people's rooms
Forever making passes
At other people's tumbs

No matter what existed
A few short years ago
Happy days were busted
And that's the way things go

What a good time
What a lovely time
What a good time
What a lonely time

Perra, agosto
Perra, perra, perra, perra