BY MYSELF OF THEM

Nor or sum, anybody knows about
The class offroad, or circunstances, or not
That noboy can affirm all the things
On more one false true trust in god!

Oh, yes, from Brazil, the potencial guns
In the ilegality from drugs and weapons traffic
Where’s the conspiration inside urbans caves
Must be necessary the force against the criminal intents…

All right, the pressure of companies are sometimes very hardy for you
But think better, it’s better for the humanities if the imperial lifes
Don’t forget your own decadence, because the snikes go one to your homes yet now!

Living in the past, less a quarter next here, there are another districs
Where the people don’t stay tired trying against the brazilian democracy
While forget, on your fuge, the bottle of beer almost full top the table!