We were hungry There was no food We were restless There were too many things to do So we gathered In a concrete room Eyes up at you And in a small room in Brazil We were waiting And in a small room in Brazil We were waiting We were howling
Like dogs We were feeling The full brunt of the age Guys from our neighborhood Looking down at us All of you, all of you Rage, rage, rage And in a small room in Brazil We were waiting And in a small room in Brazil We were waiting