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Jack Brazilian Soul

Lenine

Jack Soul Brasileiro

Jack Soul Brasileiro
E que som do pandeiro
É certeiro e tem direção
Já que subi nesse ringue
E o país do swing
É o país da contradição

Eu canto pro rei da levada
Na lei da embolada
Na língua da percussão
A dança mugango dengo
A ginga do mamolengo
O charme dessa nação

Quem foi?
Que fez o samba embolar?
Quem foi?
Que fez o coco sambar?
Quem foi?
Que fez a ema gemer na boa?
Quem foi?
Que fez do coco um cocar?
Quem foi?
Que deixou um oco no lugar?
Quem foi?
Que fez do sapo cantor de lagoa?

Me diz aí Tião!
Diga Tião! Oi!
Foste? Fui!
Compraste? Comprei!
Pagaste? Paguei!
Me diz quanto foi?
Foi 500 reais (réis)
Me diz quanto foi?

Diga Tião! Oi!
Foste? Fui!
Compraste? Comprei!
Pagaste? Paguei!
Me diz quanto foi?
Foi 500 reais (réis)
Me diz quanto foi?

Jack Soul Brasileiro
Do tempero, do batuque
Do truque, do picadeiro
E do pandeiro, e do repique
Do pique do funk rock
Do toque da platinela
Do samba na passarela
Dessa alma brasileira
Despencando da ladeira
Na zueira da banguela
Alma brasileira
Despencando da ladeira
Na zueira da banguela

Jack Soul Brasileiro
Do tempero, do batuque
Do truque, do picadeiro
E do pandeiro, e do repique
Do pique do funk rock
Do toque da platinela
Do samba na passarela
Dessa alma brasileira
Despencando da ladeira
Na zueira da banguela
Alma brasileira
Despencando da ladeira
Na zueira da banguela

Diz aí quem foi
Quem foi?
Que fez o samba embolar?
Quem foi?
Que fez o coco sambar?
Quem foi?
Que fez a ema gemer na boa?
Quem foi?
Que fez do coco um cocar?
Quem foi?
Que deixou um oco no lugar?
Quem foi?
Que fez do sapo cantor de lagoa?

Me diz aí Tião!
Diga Tião! Oi!
Fosse? Fui!
Comprasse? Comprei!
Pagasse? Paguei!
Me diz quanto foi?
Foi 500 reais

Eu só ponho BEBOP no meu samba
Quando o Tio Sam
Pegar no tamborim
Quando ele pegar
No pandeiro e no zabumba
Quando ele entender
Que o samba não é rumba
Aí eu vou misturar
Miami com Copacabana
Chiclete eu misturo com banana
E o meu samba, e o meu samba
Vai ficar assim

Ah! Ema gemeu
Ah! Ema gemeu
Ah! Ema gemeu
Ah! Ema gemeu
Ah! Ema gemeu
Ah! Ema gemeu

Eu digo deixe
Que digam
Que pensem
Que falem!
Eu digo
Deixa isso pra lá
Vem pra cá
O que que tem?
Tô fazendo nada
Você também
Não faz mal bater um papo assim gostoso com alguém

Eu digo deixe
Que digam
Que pensem
Que falem!
Eu digo
Deixa isso pra lá
Vem pra cá
O que que tem?
Tô fazendo nada
Você também
Não faz mal bater um papo assim gostoso com alguém

Jack Brazilian Soul

Jack Brazilian Soul
And that sound of the tambourine
Is spot on and has direction
Since I stepped into this ring
And the land of the swing
Is the land of contradiction

I sing for the king of the groove
In the law of the rhythm
In the language of percussion
The dance of mugango dengo
The sway of the mamolengo
The charm of this nation

Who was it?
That made the samba get tangled?
Who was it?
That made the coco dance?
Who was it?
That made the ema moan in delight?
Who was it?
That turned the coco into a headdress?
Who was it?
That left a hole in its place?
Who was it?
That made the frog a crooner by the lagoon?

Tell me, Tião!
Say it, Tião! Hey!
Did you go? I did!
Did you buy? I bought!
Did you pay? I paid!
Tell me how much was it?
It was 500 bucks
Tell me how much was it?

Say it, Tião! Hey!
Did you go? I did!
Did you buy? I bought!
Did you pay? I paid!
Tell me how much was it?
It was 500 bucks
Tell me how much was it?

Jack Brazilian Soul
From the spice, from the beat
From the trick, from the circus
And from the tambourine, and from the repique
From the vibe of funk rock
From the touch of the platinela
From samba on the runway
Of this Brazilian soul
Tumbling down the hill
In the chaos of the banguela
Brazilian soul
Tumbling down the hill
In the chaos of the banguela

Jack Brazilian Soul
From the spice, from the beat
From the trick, from the circus
And from the tambourine, and from the repique
From the vibe of funk rock
From the touch of the platinela
From samba on the runway
Of this Brazilian soul
Tumbling down the hill
In the chaos of the banguela
Brazilian soul
Tumbling down the hill
In the chaos of the banguela

Tell me who was it
Who was it?
That made the samba get tangled?
Who was it?
That made the coco dance?
Who was it?
That made the ema moan in delight?
Who was it?
That turned the coco into a headdress?
Who was it?
That left a hole in its place?
Who was it?
That made the frog a crooner by the lagoon?

Tell me, Tião!
Say it, Tião! Hey!
Did you go? I did!
Did you buy? I bought!
Did you pay? I paid!
Tell me how much was it?
It was 500 bucks

I only put BEBOP in my samba
When Uncle Sam
Grabs the tambourine
When he grabs
The tambourine and the zabumba
When he understands
That samba isn't rumba
Then I'll mix
Miami with Copacabana
Chewing gum I'll mix with banana
And my samba, and my samba
Will be like this

Ah! Ema moaned
Ah! Ema moaned
Ah! Ema moaned
Ah! Ema moaned
Ah! Ema moaned
Ah! Ema moaned

I say let
Them say
Let them think
Let them talk!
I say
Forget about that
Come over here
What's the deal?
I'm not doing anything
You too
It's no harm in having a nice chat with someone

I say let
Them say
Let them think
Let them talk!
I say
Forget about that
Come over here
What's the deal?
I'm not doing anything
You too
It's no harm in having a nice chat with someone

Escrita por: Lenine