It's been five years since the man has died
Don't think the people have changed
We can put up posters, we can riot in the streets
Still a woman can't make ends meet
So why don't you do something about it?
Things don't happen to you; you make them happen
She laughed
You don't understand; you're from another land
Things here are different [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/jill_sobule/pilar_things_here_are_different.html ]
Here in sunny Spain the widows all wear black
To show their respect and their sorrow
Here in Spain, so simple is our life
You're either a whore, a mother, or a wife
(chorus)
We've seen your freedom
We get your TV shows
So sinful, so inviting
I thought I'd like to know
I'm the talk of the town
I'm the shame of my family
Your wonderful freedom -- look where it's got me