They've got the upper hand on me
Some changes moves too fast for me
And colors wait too loud to see
We're views, they're grab, we could change it
And colors wait too loud to see
We're views, they're grab, we could change it
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This lyric was taken in a hot night on April, 28 1995 after about a half of a
vodka bottle, when a friend of mine and me was trying to get drunk to go to a
party, where, all the music we could listen to was 'samba' (there wasn't other
party on the city), so I'm sorry about some mistakes on the lyric.
Joao Benedito dos Santos Filho
Jose Luis Sorokin (my friend)
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