Candidato Caô Caô

Fake candidate

Fake, fake, justice has arrived

He climbed the hill without a tie
Saying he liked the race, he went there
In the little tent, he drank cachaça and even
Smoked weed

He went to my shack, and there
Used a guava can as a plate
I soon realized he's just another candidate

The next elections
The next elections
The next elections

He made a point of drinking rainwater
He went to the macumba and asked for help
Hit his head on the gongá
Had bad luck
The entity that was incorporated said
This politician is shady, be careful when voting!
Also said

My brother, listen to what I'm going to tell you
Today he asks for your vote, tomorrow he sends the police to beat you
My brother, listen to what I'm going to tell you
Today he asks for your vote, tomorrow he sends the police to arrest you

Today he asks for your vote, tomorrow he sends the police to beat you
I told you, you see?

Spoken by Bezerra da Silva

This politician is a big scoundrel!

In this country that is divided
Between those who have and those who don't
The sacrifice always falls on the working class
I look to one side, I look to the other
I see unemployment and I see who's in charge
And you come, come, ask for more from me
Say everything has changed and now it will end
But I know who you are and still trust myself
This game is very dirty but I don't give up like that

You owe me
Ah ah ah ah!
A trickster is a trickster and a fool is a fool!
You owe me
You owe me your scoundrel!
You owe me, trickery