“Cucaracha Scammer”
You came creeping through the screen at night.
An Original Song for Survivors
“Cucaracha Scammer”
An Original Song by Tim McGuinness, Ph.D.
Some songs are serious and touch the soul; some belong under your boot!
Music & Lyrics Copyright © 2026 – All Rights Reserved Worldwide
LYRICS
¡Ay!
Tacón. Tacón.
Hear the floor speak.
Palmas hard,
and the liars run.
You came creeping through the screen at night,
Pretty little picture, story dressed right.
“Mi amor, mi vida,” every word rehearsed,
But underneath the roses was a wallet and a thirst.
You thought I was lonely.
You thought I was blind.
You thought you could crawl
Through the cracks in my mind.
But I know what you are now.
I know your little game.
Another cockroach scammer
With a stolen face and name.
Stomp, stomp, stomp that lie,
Heel to the floor and let the sparks fly.
Cucaracha scammer, nowhere to hide,
We turn on the light and watch you scatter outside.
Stomp out the story.
Stomp out the shame.
Stomp out the power
You thought came with my name.
¡Olé!
I am still standing.
You are only a scam.
You had an oil rig, a general’s star,
A doctor overseas and a broken-down car.
A package at customs, a daughter in school,
Every emergency designed for a fool.
But the fool was your story,
Not the heart that believed.
Trust is not stupidity
Just because you deceived.
So bring your fake passport,
Your tragedy too.
I’ve heard every verse
In the song that you do.
Stomp, stomp, stomp that lie,
Heel to the floor and let the sparks fly.
Cucaracha scammer, nowhere to hide,
We turn on the light and watch you scatter outside.
Stomp out the story.
Stomp out the shame.
Stomp out the power
You thought came with my name.
¡Olé!
I am still standing.
You are only a scam.
One heel for the fake name.
One heel for the tears.
One heel for the promises
You whispered in my ears.
One heel for the money.
One heel for the blame.
One heel for every victim
Who finally learned the game.
Tacón!
For the silence.
Tacón!
For the shame.
For the moment
I stopped saying your name.
Tacón!
You survive in the darkness,
So we bring you the sun.
You survive when we’re frightened,
So together we come.
No hiding behind pity.
No hiding behind love.
No crawling through the cracks
When the lights shine from above.
You wanted me broken.
You wanted me small.
But every survivor standing
Makes your empire fall.
Stomp, stomp, stomp those lies,
Raise up the rhythm and open your eyes.
Cucaracha scammers scatter from sight
When survivors stand together
And somebody turns on the light.
Stomp out the secrecy.
Stomp out the shame.
Give back the blame
To the ones who ran the game.
¡Olé!
We are still standing.
¡Olé!
We know who you are.
You were never love.
You were only
a cockroach
in the dark.
