Lira dos Vinte Anos

The kids of Bob Dylan
Customers of Coca-Cola
Those of us who skipped school
We all came back home
One wanted to light it up
Another to be a rolling stone
Then, the money comes in and takes over
And goodbye, good guys on the field!

Mom! How could this happen?
Ah! My big bad wolf heart can't take it!
And rushing around
Led to us being late
At the end of the fifties!

My dad doesn't approve of what I do
Nor do I approve of the son he raised
With no blood in his veins, with nerves of steel
I reject the hug he gives me each month