La verdad sobre la lengua de Shakespeare, por The Piestasters

Pues no es otra que, al ser una lengua, no es mejor ni peor que otra, que tiene dialectos y que se usa, hablada y escrita, con mucha más variedad de la que los globalizados ciudadanos pensamos. He aquí un ejemplillo divertido a la par que, quizá, misógino. (Otro día hablamos sobre lo moral y la literatura.)






wish I could count on you, I wish I could count on you.


(chorus: I can't stand it, I can't stand it [can't take it girl], I can't stand it, I can't stand it)


Fussin' and fightin' all day long Tossin' and turnin' everything seems wrong


(chorus)


Gal you get me ma ma madda madda mad and crazy
Gal you get me ma ma madda madda mad and crazy
ma ma madda madda mad and crazy
Gal you get me Gal you get me Gal you get me
You come inna de venue talkin bout you on the list
when it nah dea same time the drama commense
I saw you tried to tempt the gateman by carressin his chest
and when him nah impress den you gi him french kiss
slide thru the gate now with your smudged lipstick
try fe get backstage talkin bout you with the press
tellin the promota dat you bad no bitch
Pietasters is a band dat nah romp wi dis
Come


You go West, I'll go South
All I know is that I'm checking out of here


(chorus)


Well I seen gal from east and I seen gal from west but I must confess you is
the biggest mess yet
With your oversized breast, undersized dress
Give it a rest cause, were not impressed
Take your oversized breast gal and shook dem in
Your causin a disturbance upon the ska scene
Gal like you coulda neva be my queen
Could neva Selah or neither Steve
Gal you get me ma ma madda madda mad and crazy
Gal you get me ma ma madda madda mad and crazy
Gal you get me Gal you get me Gal you get me



Edito: With your oversized breast, undersized dresses parece lo que en la facultad llamábamos paronomasia. ¿O era antítesis? Como quiera que sea, tiene su gracia.