Lobão - No Money, No Change, No Chance lyrics

The people scrumbling In the dead of the day The hungry night Eats the rest of the gray The silence blowing The blues away Everywhere everybody Is clamouring for some But no money, no change,no chance The odour of bodies Are screaming out The horror of bars Are screaming out The hologram Of the people's mounth are saying the same old sentence No money, no change, no chance And in the secret garden A secret dream Of a secret lady Who becomes a queen She hears the sound of a fountain That swallows a montain And turns into a yard And boys and girls in beggar's fashion Have a big question Do you need what we need? And the queen says No money, no change, no chance And when the future pa**es We'll be the rest With the happiness Of a double dose We'll cry for nothing We'll find out those Who are really no things And once showed us That there's no money, no change, no chance