Mangrovetown
I'm stuck in the mud.
It's a dirty neighborhood.
Where the vultures have homes.
And i don't have wings.
But i'm here at my home.
Where the vultures have wings
I'm going painting, holding my backyard's mangrove walls
Mangrovetown
Walking between the alleys
Walking in publics
Nobody escapes from the dirty smell
Of the Mangrovetown's mud (ah)
Walking between the alleys
Walking in publics
Nobody escapes from the dirty life
Of Mangrovetown's days...
This night i'm going out
Gonna drink with my friends
And with the wings that vultures gave me on day
I'll fly all suburb
And i'll dream with the woman
That maybe i may meet
She will too walk in
mud of my backyard.
Mangrovetown
Walking into the muds
Walking in publics
Nobody runs from the dirty smell
Of Mangrovetown's mud
Walking between muds,
Walking in publics
Nobody runs from the dirty life
of Mangrovetown days...
(x3)
I went to Mangrove
Pick up trash
Catch crab
Talk with vulture