A little bit quiet like us
A little bit strange and coordinated
A little bit wrong like us
And simple things he have

A little bit worth than us
A little bit wrong like bush predator
A little bit false like words
And simple things he have

Raise and say Oh Lord
Stupid songs no more

Arms will take it over
When we do it like old same nº1
My mind will face it over
When we do it like old same nº1
Arms will take it over
When we do it like old same nº1
My mind will say it “over”
When we do it like old same nº1