Translation of the song lyrics Contrato Limosna - The Locos

Contrato Limosna (original)

Que feliz, hoy me siento contento
Ya tengo trabajo llego mi momento
Mis vecinos envidian mi suerte
El único del barrio con cuenta corriente
Hipoteca que mantener, deudas y rentas hasta la sien
Sin contrato, sin horario
De sol a soles curro por un sueldo precario
No protesto por si la cago
No vallan a pensar que solo soy un vago
Si mi familia me quiere ver
Ya colgué fotos en la pared
Lalaralalalalarala, lalaralaralarala lalaralaralarala
Y grito Lalaralalalalarala, lalaralaralarala lalaralaralarala
Sin concertantes ni edulcorantes
Mierda que tragamos los que somo currantes
Con la crisis, contrato limosna
Aumentan veneficios siempre a nuestra costa
Tanto cortar el seguro social
Me morire antes de enfermar
Y si me explotan, sonrisa profident
Les cantare cuanto mas por culo me den
Ni mis estudios, ni mi preparación
Me libraran de esta puta explotación
Lalaralalalalarala, lalaralaralarala lalaralaralarala
Y grito Lalaralalalalarala, lalaralaralarala lalaralaralarala
Si al currar esto no tienes claro
Si pierdes tus derechos seras un esclavo
No te creas que estas soñando
Despierta en esta vida que te estan sangrando
Con este abuso laboral
Sangre y sudor hasta reventar
Y si me explotan, sonrisa profident
Les cantare cuanto mas por culo me den
Ni mis estudios, ni mi preparación
Me libraran de esta puta explotación

(translation)

How happy, today I feel happy
I already have a job, my time has come
My neighbors envy my luck
The only one in the neighborhood with a checking account
Mortgage to maintain, debts and rents up to the temple
No contract, no schedule
From sun to suns I work for a precarious salary
I do not protest in case I screw it up
Don't go thinking that I'm just lazy
If my family wants to see me
I already hung pictures on the wall
Lalaralalalalarala, lalaralaralarala lalaralaralarala
And I scream Lalaralalalalarala, lalaralaralarala lalaralaralarala
No concertants or sweeteners
Shit that those of us who are hard workers swallow
With the crisis, I contract alms
They always increase benefits at our expense
Both cut social security
I will die before I get sick
And if they blow me up, smile profident
I'll sing to them the more they give me ass
Neither my studies, nor my preparation
They will free me from this fucking exploitation
Lalaralalalalarala, lalaralaralarala lalaralaralarala
And I scream Lalaralalalalarala, lalaralaralarala lalaralaralarala
If when working on this you are not clear
If you lose your rights you will be a slave
Do not believe that you are dreaming
Wake up in this life that you are bleeding
With this labor abuse
Blood and sweat to bursting
And if they blow me up, smile profident
I'll sing to them the more they give me ass
Neither my studies, nor my preparation
They will free me from this fucking exploitation