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Pedro got a job
He earns well and has a hard time
He's partying and can't believe
That people smile at him
For once in his life
And he collects scum in his pocket a thousand
Thinks with his head down
From when it was a deck of cards
Super-mouth of my neighborhood and more
And now he doesn't feel poor
He has mines, he has copper
And he no longer wants to talk to me anymore
And to think that it was good
Take her and go back to keep quiet
And know that now it's ugly
To feel like everyone else, everyone else, everyone else
I told him crazy boy
No run slowly
Because one day you could fall
And he spends his time protesting
What I have is not working
I want fame so I can grow old
But Pedro didn't pay attention
And so as not to overwhelm him in the process
He put a monkey on the line for Liberator
And for treating people badly
He got angry ³ and he sent him to the front
And in prison he gave up his honor
And to think that it was good
To take it and be silent again
And to know that now is ugly
Feeling like everyone else, everyone else, everyone else