Esporrei Na Manivela

I got on the train, spat on the crank
The damn ticket collector threw me out the window
I fell on all fours with my eyes wide open
And a very nasty old lady took me to the police station
The police chief looked like a fag and told me to fuck off
I got fucked, but I got fucked in the wrong way
Before I knew it, it was the police chief's ass

The bus is great for grinding
Because the crowded people always tend to rub against each other
With the old ladies it's legs here, legs there
And if the pussy is unwashed, it makes the ricotta sweat

Whether it's the bumps or the brakes
Whether it's the curves or the entrances
They are suitable situations for grinding
In the bus, the law of the dick rules
Those who have it, rub it on others
Those who don't, just get screwed

Mr. Chief
Here's the deal
Mr. Police Chief, let the boys go
Raimundo is a good guy, Mr. Chief
You're also into the business, right, sir
What's up?
Easy, dude
Hey, sir
Let's sing some rock for you
You're a good guy
Rock Boy, for the damn police chief!