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In the city upside down
We use the ceiling as a doormat
No one needs to die
To reach Paradise up high
The sky is already on the asphalt

In the city upside down
Money is fruit that rots on the vine
No need to rush
Or have any idea what a calendar is
No problem with time
In the city upside down

It's so beautiful to see the smiles of the people
Who inhabit the place
Look up and see the foam of the waves
Breaking in the air

In the city upside down
We use the ceiling as a doormat
No one needs to do
Anything they don't want to
I'm moving to the city
I'm going to the city upside down
Look up, my son
The ground is a place to spit

In the city upside down
It's so beautiful to see the smiles of the people
Who inhabit the place
Look up and see the foam of the waves
Breaking in the air

In the city upside down
We use the ceiling as a doormat
No one needs to do
Anything they don't want to
I'm moving to the city, man, I

In the city upside down
In the city upside down
In the city upside down