Riding Song
(Renato Russo)
Nas favelas, no Senado
Sujeira pra todo lado
Ninguém respeita a Constituicão
Mas todos acreditam no fuuro da nação
Que paÃÂs é este
No Amazonas, no Araguaia, na Baixada Fluminense
Mato Grosso, nas Geraes e no Nordeste tudo em paz
Na morte eu descanso mas o sangue anda solto
Manchando os papéis, documentos fiéis
Ao descanso do patrão
Que paÃÂs é este
Terceiro mundo se for
Piada no exterior
Mas o Brasil vai ficar rico
Vamos faturar um milhão
Quando vendermos todas as almas
Dos nossos ÃÂndios em um leilão
Que paÃÂs é este
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All along, had to talk about it,
Like a two-edged sword, he touched you and it stabs me.
All along, knew you were a phony girl,
Sit behind the mask where you control your world.
Yesterday he had you in his arms;
When I'm holding you, I feel his bitter charms.
I can't judge what you do to me.
Camoflage the truth, indulge your fantasy.
Who do you love? Is it me now, is it him babe? I don't know.
Who do you love? Is it me babe, is it him now? I don't know.
There is nothing in your eyes; that's the way you cry.
All is grand, all is bright.
Like a two-edged sword, he touched you and it stabs me.
All along, knew you were a phony girl,
Sit behind the mask where you control your world.
Yesterday he had you in his arms;
When I'm holding you, I feel his bitter charms.
I can't judge what you do to me.
Camoflage the truth, indulge your fantasy.
Who do you love? Is it me now, is it him babe? I don't know.
Who do you love? Is it me babe, is it him now? I don't know.
There is nothing in your eyes; that's the way you cry.
All is grand, all is bright.