Jack Soul Brasileiro

Brazilian Soul Jack
And the sound of the pandeiro
Is accurate and has direction
Since I stepped into this ring
And the land of swing
Is the land of contradiction

I sing for the king of the beat
In the law of embolada
In the language of percussion
The dance of mugango dengo
The swagger of mamolengo
Charm of this nation

Who was it?
Who made the samba twist?
Who was it?
Who made the coco dance?
Who was it?
Who made the ema moan in pleasure?
Who was it?
Who made the coco a headdress?
Who was it?
Who left a hollow in its place?
Who was it?
Who made the frog a lake singer?

And tell me, Tião!
Tell me, Tião! Hey!
Did you go? I did!
Did you buy? I bought!
Did you pay? I paid!
Tell me how much it was?
It was 500 reais
Tell me how much it was?

Tell me, Tião! Hey!
Did you go? I did!
Did you buy? I bought!
Did you pay? I paid!
Tell me how much it was?
It was 500 reais
Tell me how much it was?

Brazilian Soul Jack
Of the seasoning, of the beat
Of the trick, of the circus
And the pandeiro, and the repique
Of the funk rock vibe
Of the platinela touch
Of the samba on the catwalk
Of this Brazilian soul
Falling down the hill
In the toothless fun
Brazilian soul
Falling down the hill
In the toothless fun

Brazilian Soul Jack
Of the seasoning, of the beat
Of the trick, of the circus
And the pandeiro, and the repique
Of the funk rock vibe
Of the platinela touch
Of the samba on the catwalk
Of this Brazilian soul
Falling down the hill
In the toothless fun
Brazilian soul
Falling down the hill
In the toothless fun

Tell me who was it
Who was it?
Who made the samba twist?
Who was it?
Who made the coco dance?
Who was it?
Who made the ema moan in pleasure?
Who was it?
Who made the coco a headdress?
Who was it?
Who left a hollow in its place?
Who was it?
Who made the frog a lake singer?

Tell me, Tião!
Tell me, Tião! Hey!
Did you go? I did!
Did you buy? I bought!
Did you pay? I paid!
Tell me how much it was?
It was 500 reais...

I only put BEBOP in my samba
When Uncle Sam
Plays the tamborim
When he plays
The pandeiro and the zabumba
When he understands
That samba is not rumba
Then I'll mix
Miami with Copacabana
Chewing gum I mix with banana
And my samba, and my samba
Will be like this

Ah! The ema moaned
Ah! The ema moaned
Ah! The ema moaned
Ah! The ema moaned
Ah! The ema moaned
Ah! The ema moaned

I say let
Them say
Let them think
Let them talk!
I say
Forget about it
Come here
What's the matter?
I'm not doing anything
You neither
It's okay to have a nice chat with someone

I say let
Them say
Let them think
Let them talk!
I say
Forget about it
Come here
What's the matter?
I'm not doing anything
You neither
It's okay to have a nice chat with someone