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The Draft

Caçadores de Mito

A Minuta

Augusto idealizou
Anderson rascunhou
Almir quase gozou
O gado aguardou
Mas o Freire não embarcou
E o Neto se estressou
Jair amarelou
A merda toda vazou
E o Mauro delatou

Essa merda não é minha
Eu só jogo nas quatro linhas
Dizia ele angustiado
Temendo ser enjaulado
Ué, cadê aquele machão
Que incitava a multidão?
Vazou e deixou todos na mão
Luiz Inácio tem razão
Esse infeliz é um covardão

Augusto idealizou
Anderson rascunhou
Almir quase gozou
O gado aguardou
Mas o Freire não embarcou
E o Neto se estressou
Jair amarelou
A merda toda vazou
E o Mauro delatou

The Draft

Augusto conceived the plan
Anderson sketched it out
Almir nearly got off on it
The herd waited around
But Freire didn't get on board
And Neto got stressed out
Jair lost his nerve
The whole mess leaked out
And Mauro turned informant

This shit isn't mine
I only play within the lines
He said, full of dread
Fearing he'd end up in a cage
Huh, where's that tough guy now
Who used to rile up the crowd?
He bailed and left everyone in the lurch
Luiz Inácio is right
That wretch is a total coward

Augusto conceived the plan
Anderson sketched it out
Almir nearly got off on it
The herd waited around
But Freire didn't get on board
And Neto got stressed out
Jair lost his nerve
The whole mess leaked out
And Mauro turned informant

Escrita por: Nuno Muzyka