Bossa N People

Go with the cool kids and leave me here
They must be popular
I hope their advice serves you well
Because you're not coming to my house anymore
You forget about my friends
And simplify it

You're not coming to my house anymore
You forget about my friends
And forget about Tito and the paths to the river

And it's not that it bothers me
That you notice what I'm wearing today
Do you really care about the note I'm playing here?
Do you really care about which record I was listening to?

Go with the cool kids and leave me here
They must be popular
I hope their advice serves you well
You're not coming to my house anymore
You forget about my friends
And forget about Tito and the paths to the river

Boys, here we get our act together
We get our act together from seven and
Thirty in the morning, I to turn on the lights
I'm not a killjoy or anything like that
But it's damn hard for all of us here
I'm a bastard, fantastic!

But are you here from seven-thirty in the morning?
Dude, all I ask for is a bit of a mosh pit over there, dude
That's all, if you're not coming to my house anymore, forget it, okay?
Forget about all those matters
And all that hullabaloo we live together
And all the love I give you in my heart

And forget about Tito and the paths to the river

Or the bug is sticking
The plate heats up
Time passes, but evolution is slow
But I'm not in a hurry
Speed is this
There's nothing in this world, buddy, that stresses me out
However, ah, however

There's a different case
That involves all my people
Don't stuff yourself with anyone
Stay on the good side
Love and respect attitude too
I go to the samba, it's a cool crowd

The difference is clear
We smoke and they seek fame
Protect the root so it has good fruits
As the old saying goes
In search of the perfect beat