domingo, 29 de abril de 2012
sexta-feira, 27 de abril de 2012
Brazilianman
in New York.
I
produce coffee but I take ‘’pinga’’ my dear
I like my beans with rice
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
I like my beans with rice
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
See
me walking down Fifth Avenue
A shotgun here by my side
I steal everything I see
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
A shotgun here by my side
I steal everything I see
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
I'm
an alien, I'm an illegal alien
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm an illegal alien
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm an illegal alien
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
If
"manners maketh man" as someone said
Then he's the villain of the day
He takes a man suffer violence and cry
Be yourself no matter what law says
Then he's the villain of the day
He takes a man suffer violence and cry
Be yourself no matter what law says
I'm
an alien, I'm an illegal alien
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm an illegal alien
I'm a Brazilianman in New York
I'm an alien, I'm an illegal alien
I'm
a Brazilianman in New York
Agility
can lead to notoriety
You could end arrested
And the jail is an unlaw society
You could end arrested
And the jail is an unlaw society
In
the night, is dark has no fun
Takes
more than combat gear to make a man
Takes more than license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A real thief will walk but never run
Takes more than license for a gun
Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
A real thief will walk but never run
Group: Ian, Aline, Gustavo Lana, Augusto and Gustavo Agostini.
quinta-feira, 26 de abril de 2012
Brazilian
man in New York
I
drink coffee, I don’t take shake
I
like bean and rice
And
you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I’m
a Brazilian man in New York
See
me walking up fifth avenue
A
walking fast here by my side
I
take it everywhere I walk
I’m
a Brazilian man in New York
I’m
an alien, I’m a legal alien
I’m
a Brazilian man in New York
I’m
an alien, I’m a legal alien
I’m
a Brazilian man in New York
If
you know the difference about samba and pagode
You
are the hero of the day
It
takes a man that cares rare or color
By
yourself no matter what he say
Corruption
and modest are rare in this society
You
could end up as the only one
Coffee,
bread and butter can lead to notoriety
At
night a candle’s brighter than the sun
Takes
more them combat gear to make a man
Takes
more them a license for a gun
Confront
your enemies, avoid them when you can
A
Brazilian man will walk with the sun
Athos
Erick
Guilherme
Nogueira
Igor M.
Jackson F.
André R.
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