Arte Final
Belchior
Final Art
Sorry for anything, come back another day
Now I'm out, be back soon
Do not disturb, I'm not here for you
Nostalgia session, that's with my aunt
That's with my aunt!
Hello, present, I'm arriving
Hello future, I'm on my way!
Hello, present, I'm arriving
Hello future, I'm on my way!
Well, well! Even those I heard about
Are almost honest people
Well, well! Even you, the kings of the party
Well, this! Don't trust me anymore!
And treat me like they treat women, black people
We all entered the ghetto
When things got in the air
But take it easy, don't push, be brief
I know my place!
But take it easy, don't push, be brief
I know my place!
I danced, I know I danced
I danced my love!
But come, there's still more!
I danced, I know I danced
I danced my love!
But come, there's still more!
I danced, I know I danced
I danced my love!
But come, there's still more!
I danced, I know I danced
I danced my love!
But come, there's still more!
And then, my friends?
Just selling my soul to the devil was enough
And here you come following the bad example
Getting into selling your own mother
Does anyone dare to go with me
Beyond the shopping center? Huh? Huh?
Ah! Where are the students?
The Latin American boys?
The adventurers? The anarchists? The artists?
The aimless? The experimenting rebels?
The blessed? Cursed? The renegades? The dreamers?
We were expecting the alchemists, and here come the barbarians
The upstarts, the consumers, the merchants
Girls, are there no more men?
Between Heaven and Earth is there nothing else
But sex, drugs and Rock 'n' Roll?
Why the Farewell to arms?
Don't ask for whom the bell tolls
It tolls for you!
Well, ladies! Well, gentlemen!
A neon-lit good night to you
And the last one out turn off the blue airport light
And even if you ask me badly
Will the airport really be the way out?