Jornal Da Morte

Just look at this newspaper, it's the biggest hospital
Mouthpiece of the gunfights, and the central police
Disoriented, half-naked, she threw herself from the eighth floor, because the
Fiancé didn't buy marijuana for her to smoke

A scandalous love affair with the couple's portraits
A bookie murdered in dorsal decubitus
Each page is a scream, a man fell into the swamp
All that's missing is someone to squeeze the newspaper to make
Blood, blood, blood