Pipoco e Pipoca
As Bahias e a Cozinha Mineira
Popcorn and Fireworks
On paper, sugar paper
Between the mirrors of the buildings, portraits
There's São Paulo, Beijing, and Chicago
It's a good sip of bitter coffee
To smile even when feeling down
Sit here, I’ve got a message for you
Everything changes!
In the city, I kiss the asphalt
It chokes my startled chest
Turns my eyes red, the good weed
To smile even when feeling down
Sit here, I’ve got a message for you
Everything changes!
There’s fireworks and popcorn, buddy
For the kings, there’s popcorn galore
There’s fireworks and popcorn, buddy
There’s fireworks and popcorn
There’s fireworks and popcorn
In the slums, there’s an engaged guy
Always laughs when a gay guy walks by
Not knowing he reinforces the past
Nothing changes!
A sprig of rue brings luck
And protects the trans from death
There’s fireworks and popcorn, buddy
For the kings who run the city
Can see everything at their leisure
In the slums, there’s an engaged guy
Always laughs when a gay guy walks by
Not knowing he reinforces the past
Nothing changes!
There’s fireworks and popcorn, buddy
For the kings, there’s popcorn galore
There’s fireworks and popcorn, buddy
There’s fireworks and popcorn
There’s fireworks and popcorn
There’s fireworks and popcorn
There’s fireworks and popcorn
A sprig of rue brings luck
And protects the trans from death
There’s fireworks and popcorn, buddy
For the kings who run the city
Can see everything at their leisure
In the slums, there’s an engaged guy
Always laughs when a gay guy walks by
Not knowing he reinforces the past
Nothing changes!
There’s fireworks and popcorn, buddy
For the kings, there’s popcorn galore
There’s fireworks and popcorn, buddy
There’s fireworks and popcorn
There’s fireworks and popcorn
