Rogério

Hello people, my name is Sirlei
I am an artist from the land
And I am here to show you a little bit of my work
And tell you a bit of my story

My suffering began very early
When at 8 years old
Death came and took daddy away
I was very attached to daddy
I suffered a lot from his death
And barely recovered from daddy's death
Death then came and took mommy away

Being a child different from the others
No one wanted to raise me
I was then taken by some aunts
To a house for minors
House of some fran-fran-French people
Called Bom Manguá daycare
And there after enduring 8 months of anguish and suffering
Finally, I found paradise

Roger
A tall, blond, strong guy, 1.90 meters, muscular
He even reminded me of daddy
And from that day on, my life changed
Roger became my lover, slave, and woman

But death was not satisfied
One Friday
On the way back from the H rehearsal in the historic center
Death came and took Roger away

As if enduring the pain of loss was not enough
I had to bear the pain of betrayal
Because the one who was by his side at the time of the accident was not me
But a 1.90-meter tall goga, with big legs
With whom Roger was married for 2 months and had a 6-year-old son
Oh Roger, why did you make me suffer?

I decided then to become a composer
And I composed a song, expressing all my anger towards Roger
I wanted you to help me by booing when I mentioned the deceased's name
It goes something like this

Roger, Roger, Roger
Roger, Roger, Roger
Roger, you deflowered my love

Roger, Roger, Roger
Roger, Roger, Roger
Roger, you were never good for me
It's my turn, maestro!

And today, you are dead, standing there
In the cemetery
And I, here so alone without your affection in this mystery

You told me one day
That I was all yours
And now, you are dead
I live in this fire, I am a street whore
Oh Roger, what a disappointment

Roger, Roger, Roger
Roger, Roger, Roger
Roger, oh Roger, you deflowered my love
Roger, Roger, Roger

Now just me like this
Roger, Roger, Roger, Roger, Roger
Oh Roger
You were never good for me

Now I want to hear my vocal
My vocal, my vocal, go

Today, you are dead, standing there
In the cemetery
And I
Here so alone without your affection in this mystery

You told me one day
That I was all yours
And now, you are dead
I live in this fire, I am a street whore

Oh my God Roger
Why did you make me suffer? Ungrateful!

Roger, Roger, Roger
Uh
Oh Roger, you deflowered my love
Let's go gogo!
Roger, Roger, Roger
Uh
Now with anger
Roger, Roger, Roger, Roger, Roger
Uh
Oh Roger, you were never good for me
Oh, I nailed it
(Choked on my saliva)
I'm furious