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

See me walking down Fifth Avenue
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

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

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

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

Group: Ian, Aline, Gustavo Lana, Augusto and Gustavo Agostini.