Seixas Raul
The Art of Raul Seixas
I'm Going to Complain Too
If I'm going to be successful now
Everyone has to complain
I'm going to take my foot off the road
And get into this game
Let's see who's going to stick it out
Because I was the first
It's been so much January
But if everyone likes it I'll come back
I'm sitting here in the room
With Paulo Coelho
It's time to read the newspaper
a pilot steals a Mig
Ice on Mars says the Viking
But there's no chicken in my backyard
I buy upholstered furniture
I retire in good health
And I read the social column!
Two problems mix
The truth of the universe
And the benefit that will win
Come in with the bottle of drink
Close up
Because my wife can't see
I turn on the radio and hear someone annoying
Screaming in my ears
Stop the world I want to descend
And the books on the shelf
Nothing important
They are only for those who don't know how to read
The maid knocks the door
And tell me it's crooked
Don't know what to give me to eat
They talk about a passing cloud
They tell me to see any nonsense
And I have nothing to choose from
Despite this boring voice
I'm not complaining
And I'm not just the singer
I've been Elvis Presley
I imitated Bob Dylan
And I'm tired of seeing the sun set put
Now I'm just
A Latin American
Who has no smell or taste
The questions always remain the same
Who am I, where do I come from, where will I go
Everyone explains everything
How the light turns on
How aviation knows how to fly
Next to me is the dictionary
Full of words
That I know I will never I will use it
But I will also complain

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