Many of us in the 305 make fun of Hialeah. And why wouldn't we? The addresses make no sense, no one speaks English, and it feels like you need a passport just to enter the city limits.
Curiously, though, a lot of cool stuff comes out of Hialeah too. Like Hialeah Fest, which takes place in, ahem, Little Haiti at Churchill's Pub.
Another example: Satirical singer-songwriter Havy Rodriguez's new parody song about illegal cable and other weird shit in the Independent Republic of Hialeah. It's called "Comprate una casa en Hialeah."
See the cut for Havy's video and a full English translation of the lyrics.
Hi, I'm Havy Rodriguez
And I dedicate this song to the prettiest city in the world
Many do not know your geography
Others don't value your economy
But I sing to my people
Buy a house, my brother
Welcome to my Hialeah
Buy yourself a house in Hialeah
Where there's traffic every day
Where every street has five names
Where when it rains, you need a boat, damn
Buy yourself a house in Hialeah
I adore your ghetto-ness
Where houses have up to fifteen efficiencies
I don't speaking English
Yours just in case Maria
Why should I speak English if I live in the Independent Republic of Hialeah
Fried pork belly
Sugar cane juice
Honey berries
Dominos
Café con leche
In every corner
The rafter who works
Until he's about to explode
The city raising taxes
In Navarro and Farm Stores, everything's expensive