I should be happy
Because I have a job
I am known as a respectable citizen
And I earn four thousand cruzeiros*
Per month
I should thank Lord
Because I succeed
In life as an artist
I should be happy
Because I can afford
A 1973 Corcel
I should be happy
And satisfied
Because I live in Ipanema
After starving
For two years
Here in Marvelous City
Oh!
I should be smiling
And proud
Because I finally have succeed in life
But I think it is a huge joke
And a little bit dangerous
I should be very happy
Because I reached
All the things I wanted to
But I confess embarrassedly
I am disappointed
Because it was too easy to reach them
And the question now is "What now?"
I have to conquer
A lot of huge things
I just can't stay here so quiet
I should be happy because Lord
Has given me the Sunday
To take my family
To the zoo
To give popcorn to the apes
But what a boring man I am
Who doesn't have fun in anything
Apes, beach, car
Newspaper, toboggan
All these things suck!
It feels like when you look at the mirror
You feel
The most stupid man
By the knowledge you're human
So ridiculous, limited
And you only uses ten percent
Of your animal mind
And you still believe
You are a doctor
A priest or a policeman
And you think you're playing
With your role
For our beautiful
Social framework
I refuse to sit
On a throne of an appartment
With the wide open
Full of teeth mouth
Waiting for the arrival of the death
Because far from the
Flagged fences
Which sepparate yards
On the calm peak
Of my eye that see
That soft sound shade
Of a flying saucer
Oh!
I refuse to sit
On a throne of an appartment
With the wide open
Full of teeth mouth
Waiting for the arrival of the death
Because far from the
Flagged fences
Which sepparate yards
On the calm peak
Of my eye that see
That soft sound shade
Of a flying saucer