Ed Motta - The Sky Is Falling lyrics

Nothing left to do Only lies are true They laughing at me Burning money cold To keep us warmer (Caught up in his throat) Caught up in his throat A quote to change it all Gotta leave the bar Shouting louder Reason and the sun Waiting till it's done Oh, no Don't, don't do Take the morning road To the nearest point And hold on Two of you won't be Won't be enough The sky is falling To the nearest one Now that they can't see No beauty Beautifully quiet They think it's gone Think beauty has gone All gone Costermonger cares Need a crossroads train Don't matter where to try To sell my soul Although it's lazy (Space there on my back) Space there on my back Monkeys on it's way Wooden horse of Troy Is in the car park Reason and the sun Waiting till it's done