Chuva de Containers
Engenheiros do Hawaii
Container Rain
Lack of bread
(our daily bread)
Leftover bread
(the bread the devil kneaded)
Sad vocation
Our dumb elite gorges on fancy biscuits
We are all clandestine passengers of the nation's destinies
Sad fate, swallowing without chewing
Container rain
Entertainers in the air... Noir
Lack of bread
(our daily bread)
Leftover bread
(the bread the devil kneaded)
Sad vocation
Our dumb elite gorges on fancy biscuits
Sad fate, Latin America
We won't escape the embarrassment, no
We won't all fit in Miami-ami
Love it or leave it
Love it or leave it
They heard from Ipiranga to the placid shores
The thunders of acid rain
The oceanic acidity of a clockwork orange
Lack of bread
(our daily bread)
Leftover bread
(the bread the devil kneaded)
Lack of circus
(in the world around us)
Leftover circus
(just jump the fence)
Leftover circus... lack of bread
Lack of circus... leftover bread
