Bê a Bá

This is the ABC that I learned back in the backlands
Getting drunk on sugarcane and filling the belly with bread
For a better result, I cleaned up my lungs
And if the guy gets castrated, it's Lampião's fault

I already know the gun-wielding women and tired of loose women
The only one that doesn't tire me is the dizzy Maria
For her, I eat glass, swim up waterfalls
If she comes pressed, tight, it's cooler

Shut up, fool, stop talking nonsense
The stoner's solution is to cover the sun with a sieve
And when you've grown up and your dick is long
Life will be cruel to you
Showing all the faces and embittering like gall

Thank you, sir, for showing concern
But this old talk is something a drunk would say
Who hasn't done anything in life and with that long tongue
Just wants to mess up my side

And to complete the story, I'll call a sniffer
His nose is like a potato and his reputation is that of a bum
He believes in mythical beasts and also in the end of the world
For you, I present: Raimundo

My name is Raimundo and there's no room for me
If you argue with me, I'll go there and kill you
Because I don't think twice, I only count to three
If you want to know what I do, tell me everything you've done
I talk about the northeastern life because the severe death
Is always the same thing
If I can, I do it right away, I only don't do it when I can't
Girl, if I catch you, I won't even leave the bones
And if they ask who saw you