Chuck Berry

Go to the beret, stay the lyrics
Coffin has no drawer
From these open veins
I leave the satirical
At the feet of the paranoid, schizophrenia, OCD
Two feet in the door
Waltz foot in Loki's symphony
But before I punch you
Little Richard, Berry
It's not a feud, but Elvis was never the king of Rock
It's just us
Me and me alone at the supper
Several neuroses, one voice, and the sound in the vein
So tell me what will be
Brought lines with glass-coated string, bullet eats in Ceará
Weather closes under the Sun
If I put one in the temple under the moon
Huh, downhill, time is king, I go up the street
Imagination, memory or present
Past and future, doesn't exist
If you understand me
Boys are afraid of the dark
Men are afraid of the light
Lost the pure state
Where is young Gus?

God is mother, and She is fair my dear
Time is king, but She also adjusts
Break one, two, three, split the skull and amen
Bring me these sons of a bitch who aren't worth a dime

Me and my karma, which of the two is the most cretin, finally?
Oh who would say, there is calm here in the dressing room
But my buddy, what a phase, the world is ending
And in every sentence I speak, I'm talking about myself
Bro, we're here
When this passes, I'm here
Black, from hell to heaven
Between João Pedro and Miguel
No one is a murderer until they kill someone
Not addicted until buying ten notes of a hundred
More than covid, it was what I saw of cowardice
Excess ego on the feed, lack of love in the city
The right thing is right
More certain is the damage of choice
Will you stop smoking, smart
Or take a drag in secret?
Verse in the room
Outside the bullet eats
No one helping
Today everyone sleeps here in the hallway
Verse in the room
Outside the bullet eats
I'm running
Black doesn't sleep
It's just that I'm a runner

God is mother, and She is fair my dear
Time is king, but She also adjusts
Break one, two, three, split the skull and amen
Bring me these sons of a bitch who aren't worth a dime

Me and my karma, which of the two is the most cretin, finally?
Me and my karma, which of the two is the most cretin, finally?
Me and my karma, which of the two is the most cretin, finally?
Me and my karma, which of the two is the most cretin, finally?