By Mike Sain't Louis · 19 Oct 2026

Bareback: an urgent dictionary for a toothless ex

We haven't got drunk yet, and at this hour, we're not going to. That's how Bareback starts, with a night that could have been for drinks and that the narrator decides to devote to something else: not crying even a single shot over a good-for-nothing.

It's one of the rawest lyrics in PLANETA GAYFOLK, and I think it's fair to say so from the start. It talks about sex without beating around the bush, with bar-room vocabulary and a bad temper that makes you laugh. The addressee is a chubby dark-haired guy who, according to the song, didn't put the slightest effort into the relationship. So little that the narrator rules he wouldn't even make it as a rent boy.

Advice from an ex-friend

I love the part where the narrator, very generously, gives him advice «como ex amigo» (as an ex-friend). Stop with the tattoos and the selfies and get the teeth he's missing, go to the dentist and fix the cavities. And the film comparison that makes me cry with laughter: that mouth looks like Carrie's. There's even an exaggeration about breath that reaches from miles away. It's the typical cruel takedown we've all imagined at some point and hardly anyone dares to say out loud.

There's also a joke about frequency: they slept together once a year, and only in a leap year. That's why, he says, he isn't that upset.

The chorus works like a dictionary entry. Attention, ladies and gentlemen, new word. And the narrator, with the fake outrage of a nosy neighbour, explains what bareback means in plain Spanish, with every detail and no censorship, adding that these queens come up with something new every day. That mix of teaching and doorway gossip feels very much my style.

The final part turns mystical in its own way. A healer from Adeje warned him about the two faces, the Virgin of Candelaria appears as protection, and the word karma is repeated until it becomes a curse. Everything comes around, and it's called karma.

It's a song to listen to among friends who aren't easily shocked, with laughs and the odd astonished face. And if anyone asks you what the title means, you know where to send them.

The full lyrics are below. Listen on Spotify

Lyrics · Bareback

Y todavía no nos hemos emborrachadoY por las horas ya pareceQue tampoco lo vamos a hacer¿Sabes qué moreno regordete?Que tampoco me apeteceNi un chupito voy a dedicarte, Para qué¿Para llorar por un mequetrefe?Ni de coña, por lo menos `podías haber puestoAlgo de esmero, que ya que he estadoPerdiendo mi dinero y confiando en un bastardoMi niño, es que ni para chaperoAsí que esto algo de bueno tenía que tenerComo follábamos una vez al año y solo si era bisiestoPor eso tampoco estoy tan molestoYa , la cantidad de semen que te metas dentroYa lo dejaré para otro momentoY te lo digo como ex amigo ¿Vale?Déjate de tatuajes y de selfiesY ponte esos dos dientes yLas otras dos muelas que te faltanY creo que tenías caries y tres dientes fijos sin empastarMadre mía¡Si parece la boca de Carrie!Dios. ¡Pero si huele hasta aquí!Es tu aliento el que apestallega aquí desde la tejita

Normal que te guste el BarebackLo quieres todito , sin desperdicioQue te mola el Bareback y poner el culitoQue te gusta el BarebackChaval, tranquilo, ¡no pasa ná!Atención Señoras y señoresNueva palabraMadre mía con estos mariconesCada día tienen nuevas invencionesPues en cristiano, que se corran dentro de tu anoPero no uno, dos, tres, cuatro, variosy sin usar prep , para quéLa Virgen de la Candelaria me protegePues un curandero de AdejeMe dijo que cuidado con la doble caretaQue la vida da muchas vueltasy aunque esté pesado con la palabrala repito sí Karma Karma Karmaquédate con estas palabrascomo si estuvieras recibiendouna auténticamaldición gitana

que todo llegay se llama karma

Lyrics as published with the official music video, on the MIKE SAIN'T LOUIS label.