Kasimiro

What do I see, youngsters, little ones,
and still so calm?
We will sing our song!
I mugged an old lady, grabbed her purse,
I head to a suburb, I got caught
in a pub I release my adrenaline
with punk music and some dehydrated drinks.
The little kids get hot
with a Valium-10 and cheap beer
I eat some tabs, I snort some lines,
I have some whiskies, I like this march.
And this way, everyone very wasted
the lights go out, dreams light up.
And if it doesn't hit them, they repeat it again.