A Vaca de Fogo
À porta daquela igreja
Vai um grande corropio
À porta daquela igreja
Vai um grande corropio
Às voltas de uma coisa velha
Reina grande confusão
Às voltas de uma coisa velha
Reina grande confusão
Os putos já fogem dela
Deitam fogo a rebentar
Os putos já fogem dela
Deitam fogo a rebentar
Soltaram uma vaca em chamas
Com um homem a guiar
Soltaram uma vaca em chamas
Com um homem a guiar
São voltas
Ai, amor, são voltas
São as voltas
São as voltas da maralha
Ai, são voltas
Ai, amor, são voltas
São as voltas da canalha
Ai, são voltas, sete voltas
São as voltas da maralha
Ai, são voltas, sete voltas
São as voltas da canalha
À porta daquela igreja
Vive o ser tradicional
À porta daquela igreja
Vive o ser tradicional
Às voltas de uma coisa velha
E não muda a condição
Às voltas de uma coisa velha
E não muda a condição
À porta daquela igreja
Vai um grande corropio
À porta daquela igreja
Vai um grande corropio
Às voltas de uma coisa velha
Reina grande confusão
Às voltas de uma coisa velha
Reina grande confusão
São voltas
Ai, amor, são voltas
São as voltas
São as voltas da maralha
Ai, são voltas
Ai, amor, são voltas
São as voltas da canalha
Ai, são voltas, sete voltas
São as voltas da maralha
Ai, são voltas, sete voltas
São as voltas da canalha
The Fire Cow
At the door of that church
There's a great commotion
At the door of that church
There's a great commotion
Around an old thing
There's great confusion
Around an old thing
There's great confusion
The kids are already running away from it
Setting fire to explode
The kids are already running away from it
Setting fire to explode
They released a cow on fire
With a man guiding it
They released a cow on fire
With a man guiding it
They're turning around
Oh, love, they're turning around
They're the turns
They're the turns of the rabble
Oh, they're turning around
Oh, love, they're turning around
They're the turns of the scoundrels
Oh, they're turning around, seven turns
They're the turns of the rabble
Oh, they're turning around, seven turns
They're the turns of the scoundrels
At the door of that church
Lives the traditional being
At the door of that church
Lives the traditional being
Around an old thing
And the condition doesn't change
Around an old thing
And the condition doesn't change
At the door of that church
There's a great commotion
At the door of that church
There's a great commotion
Around an old thing
There's great confusion
Around an old thing
There's great confusion
They're turning around
Oh, love, they're turning around
They're the turns
They're the turns of the rabble
Oh, they're turning around
Oh, love, they're turning around
They're the turns of the scoundrels
Oh, they're turning around, seven turns
They're the turns of the rabble
Oh, they're turning around, seven turns
They're the turns of the scoundrels