Vamo Batê Lata

Let's bang cans, barrel, water bottle
Let's hit the pulse of the street's artery
Let's clap hands until dawn
Let's go to that square of naked truth

Let's go with clogs for the Cuban
In the tight hug of the armpit of bread
Four seven seven five six
In the beat samba funk of the joyous procession

You're disoriented, you don't know anything
Street kid and Brown's new language
Grab my arm, shake my hand
Let's go on the funk swing of the bus
Di di says

Let's go with clogs for the Cuban
In the tight hug of the armpit of bread
Four seven seven five six
In the beat samba funk of the joyous procession

Let's go with clogs for the Cuban
In the tight hug of the armpit of bread
Four seven seven five six
In the beat samba funk of the joyous procession

Let's bang cans, barrel, water bottle
Let's hit the pulse of the street's artery
Let's clap hands until dawn
Let's go to that square of naked truth
Let's go with clogs for the Cuban
In the tight hug of the armpit of bread
Four seven seven five six
In the beat samba funk of the joyous procession

You're disoriented, you don't know anything
Street kid and Brown's new language
Grab my arm, shake my hand
Let's go on the funk swing of the bus

Let's go with clogs for the Cuban
In the tight hug of the armpit of bread
Four seven seven five six
In the beat samba funk of the joyous procession...

Let's clap hands until dawn