Tributo a Bob Marley

A guy like me in Brazil doesn't stand a chance
I tried to go to Lisbon, but I don't speak Portuguese

And everyone kept telling me: You should go to Jamaica

I tried to go to Paris, London, Amsterdam
Make some cash imitating Djavan

And everyone kept telling me: You should go to Jamaica

I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh

I went to New York to push my Reggae
Make some money to grab a breakfast sandwich

And everyone kept telling me: You should go to Jamaica

Singapore, Bali, Java, Japan
Listening to the same old tune, the same refrain

And everyone kept telling me: You should go to Jamaica

I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh

If Brazil is like this, just imagine Jamaica
If the DMV here is like this, imagine Jamaica's
If the Paraguayan whiskey here is like this, imagine Jamaica's
If my mother-in-law here is like this, imagine in Jamaica

I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh

If the national cinema here is like this, imagine Jamaica's
If meningitis here is like this, imagine Jamaica's
If the Argentinians here are like this, imagine Jamaica's
If Botafogo here is like this, imagine Jamaica's

I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm not going, oh oh oh oh oh