I don't like to work standing
I don't like to work seated
I don't like to work on my knees
I don't like yes to work at all
When I chill, don't bother me
And to make sure that I get up late
All the evenings I smoke a joint
I don't like to work boss
You believe that I consider you an idiot
I don't like to work standing
I don't like to work seated
I don't like to work on my knees
I don't like yes to work at all
Even if you find me a job
Know that I won't work for you
I prefer to stay unemployed
To sunbathe my ass on a beach
And if it's not very lucrative
If I have to redouble my effort
Then immediately I fall asleep
I don't like to work standing
I don't like to work seated
I don't like to work on my knees
I don't like yes to work at all
And if one day or one beautiful morning
The moment to go to the turbine
In the cordillera of the Andes
I'll create the republic of chilling
Working will be prohibited
It will be a country without banks
It will be a country without banks
And calm under my tree with joy
I won't have more than to raise my hand
Don't think to make me work seated
Even less make me work on my knees
I won't work more at all
I don't even search for jobs
And I rest there to scrape by
In the sun without concern