(Anarcho-punk Theme, Traditional Brazilian)
Through The corners of the city
Sniffing cocaine and drinking it for real
Taking black stripe prescription pills
Always accompanied by a pack of cigarettes
I light a joint and I sip cognac
Loose smoke and I feel relieved
Why was this the only way I found to get me rid of this reality of inequality?
I feel lost in a maze of hypocrisy which the only way to escape is the melancholy...
I want to stay sober,I try to distract myself, but the conventional world makes me want to flee.
I'll go in a solitary place, real match for sniffing glue! because I feel myself cornered, pressured and debt at all.
At the peak of the trip I see a hurricane and the devastation caused by the false informacione...
Meanwhile, sum indie-rock bitch
If embellishes on a night out ...
Clubbing, nights out, bars! Holidays!
Ramones? The Stooges? all they listen Madonna and Katy Perry!
Nobody cares anymore about the revolution
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAll they waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaant is fun.
I climb the hill ... I WANT TO SOLITUDE!
Distance of the population ....
Monday morning, they all going to work
And I freaked lying, sleeping in the street ...
Look at me and think, "Poor junkie!"
As they headed themselfs to pit for wage ...
Turn on the TV, watch the big brother, buy cell phones, and designer clothes ...
look!It's a pawn, an example of citizen!
Happy to financiate the sale of man's machine.
Meanwhile I go into the woods ....
SEARCH!
SEARCH FOR MUSHROOM MAGIC ....
you shit, what are you looking at?
This is my day to day!
You still think your the one for being popular
Goes hunting your gang, sucker, you will live your fad ...
Go make your rumors with your gang of fancy lads ..
Meanwhile I go into the woods ....
SEARCH!
SEARCH FOR MUSHROOM MAGIC ....
SEARCH FOR MUSHROOM MAGIC ..
SEARCH FOR MUSHROOM MAGIC ....
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