Quem dera estar na tua festa, mama!
Houve essa música preta e me chama!
Bophuthatswana, sorriso de fada,
Tua bunda tão musculosa, lábios de almofada
Gueto de Soweto, agora um caminho
Já foi tão cruel, sujo, mau, mais virou nosso ninho!
Soninho, soninho!
Last night, me had a dream of you, me saw you in a run, bro.
Me saw that crowd of people preparing to get ya hung
Though you were me best friend, bro, me could not save your soul, bro,
Me called you 'moyher f*cker!', while the crowd'd
began to stuck and f*ck ya/
Your mama say Yeah, Your papa say no, lad!
When you'd plead for mercy, we denied attention to ya
Ya'd begges clemency but I had done punch upon ya
They'd squashed your balls an suck your blood before they play the tango!
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Quem dera estar na tua festa, mama!
Houve essa música preta e me chama!
Bophuthatswana, sorriso de fada,
Tua bunda tão musculosa, lábios de almofada
Gueto de Soweto, agora um caminho
Já foi tão cruel, sujo, mau, mais virou nosso ninho!
Soninho, soninho!
Last night, me had a dream of you, me saw you in a run, bro.
Me saw that crowd of people preparing to get ya hung
Though you were me best friend, bro, me could not save your soul, bro,
Me called you 'moyher f*cker!', while the crowd'd
began to stuck and f*ck ya/
Your mama say Yeah, Your papa say no, lad!
When you'd plead for mercy, we denied attention to ya
Ya'd begges clemency but I had done punch upon ya
They'd squashed your balls an suck your blood before they play the tango!
Houve essa música preta e me chama!
Bophuthatswana, sorriso de fada,
Tua bunda tão musculosa, lábios de almofada
Gueto de Soweto, agora um caminho
Já foi tão cruel, sujo, mau, mais virou nosso ninho!
Soninho, soninho!
Last night, me had a dream of you, me saw you in a run, bro.
Me saw that crowd of people preparing to get ya hung
Though you were me best friend, bro, me could not save your soul, bro,
Me called you 'moyher f*cker!', while the crowd'd
began to stuck and f*ck ya/
Your mama say Yeah, Your papa say no, lad!
When you'd plead for mercy, we denied attention to ya
Ya'd begges clemency but I had done punch upon ya
They'd squashed your balls an suck your blood before they play the tango!