Eu Não Sou Santo

I'm not a saint
If I were a saint, I'd be on the altar
One eye on the priest and the other on the mass, just giving a break

Look, I performed miracles
Helped the poor win the lottery
Money in the slum turned into a game
And I would urbanize the slums
And I would also send a messenger
To go to the prisons and take my turn
Freeing the victims of this criminal elite
And putting the tie-wearing thieves in check

I'm not a saint

I just wouldn't give a break
To the clown who only knows how to delay
I'd beat up the snitch
And then I'd have them hanged
Yes, but for the good hustler
Who never did and doesn't do cowardice
I'd give him all the privileges
And only go along to get ahead

I'm not a saint

I still lived in the slum
My shack would have a beautiful chapel
Where people would pray and light candles
I'd build a school for the children to study
And then I'd have a registry office built and put the name of the blessed saint
It was black and white, everything was beautiful
And anyone who was living together was obliged to get married

I'm not a saint