[Chorus]
Today I'm going to eat stale bread
Baker didn't go to work
The whole city is locked down
It's a bus strike. chatting on the air
[Verse 1]
There are inspectors who are part-timers
A ticket driver and a DJ Collector
There are those who embezzle money and get in the way of the baker
Look here, Your Doctor!
I hate turmoil
I don't think the demonstration is an insult
To get some warm bread
With all due respect to each citizen
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[Verse 1]
[Verse 2]
So I stopped (I stopped)
And I even thought (I thought)
Some people like it
Just the way it is
Flour and cachaça are yeast for the dough
Those who are not in the cake hide the misfortune
A dream is a sweet that is difficult to achieve
Your Baker wants a house to live in
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