Aids, Pop, Repressão

Brazilian rock is a commercial farce
Sex is just a way to die
Drugs represent a police case
That old phrase can't be said anymore

Times have changed, now it's the end
A punk turns believer to ask for salvation
Gets drunk to avoid getting infected
That good thing you'll never find

Sex, drugs, rock'n roll
Those born now won't know that
We have to protect ourselves
The pleasures of this life have become a curse

Aids, Pop, Repression
What did I do to deserve this?

Brazilian rock is a commercial farce
Sex is just a way to die
Drugs represent a police case
That old phrase can't be said anymore