Chico Science
From Mud to Chaos
The City
The sun rises and illuminates the evolved stones
That grew with the strength of suicidal masons
Knights walk around watching the people
It doesn't matter if they are bad, it doesn't matter if they are good
And the city presents itself as the center of ambitions
For beggars or the rich and other traps
br/>Collectives, cars, motorcycles and subways
Workers, bosses, police officers, street vendors
The city doesn't stop, the city only grows
The one above rises and the one below descends
The city finds itself prostituted
By those who used it in search of a way out
Illusioning people from other places
The city and its fame goes further of the seas
In the midst of international cunning
The city isn't so bad
And the situation is always more or less
Always some with more and others with less
The city doesn't stop, the city only grows
The one at the top goes up and the one at the bottom goes down
I'm going to do an embolada, a samba, a maracatu
Everything is well poisoned, good for me and good for you
So that we can get out of the mud and face the vultures
On a sunny day Recife woke up
With the same stench of the day previous

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