It’s like a summer day
On my way
Want to get away
To LA

I step into life of waste,
Becoming waste of the minimum taste.
I'm tunel rider, slick copywriter, sip stiller and a fading glider.

Start scrummage into do-do for fee,
Come on get-up it's time to get free.
But I'm text writer, and timer igniter,
Cause of a party, because i'm Friday exciter

Chorus:
Come on get-up it's time to get free
No longer bound by society
Come on get-up it's time to get free
No longer bound by society

Bridge (multiple times):
Come and get it, come on and get it

Chorus (x2):
Come on get-up it's time to get free
No longer bound by society
Come on get-up it's time to get free
No longer bound by society

No patience,
Not going anywhere,
We don't route for the underdog, no,
Complacent,
Never had a care,
don't argue, just do your job.

lost sleep,
Rinse and repeat,
Get lost in the sound of your grinding teeth,
Reality,
Checks are free,
Can't you see here we're all in need.

Problem processing your payment,
You better know your place in the simulation,
More an inmate than a patient,
You better know your place in the simulation,
It's a sign,
It's a sign,
Never ask why, just comply,
It’s a lie,
It’s a lie,
Does it remind you that you're breathing,
That you're still alive.

Did your job,
Can't see the point,
We don't route for the underdog, no,
Replacement,
Life’s never fair,
Doesn't argue, just does the work.

Best believe,
No inner peace,
Uncross your legs and take your leave,
Reality,
Never been free,
Price goes up when we're all in need.

Problem processing your payment,
You better know your place in the simulation,
More an inmate than a patient,
You better know your place in the simulation,
It's a sign,
It's a sign,
Never ask why, just comply,
It’s a lie,
It’s a lie,
Does it remind you that you're breathing,
That you're still alive.

We don't route for the underdog,
No, no,
don't argue, just do your job,
Your job, your job.

We don't route for the underdog,
No, no,
don't argue, just do your job,
Your job, your job.

Problem processing your payment,
You better know your place in the simulation,
More an inmate than a patient,
You better know your place in the simulation.

You better know your place in the simulation,
You better know your place in the simulation,
You better know your place in the simulation,
You better know your place in the simulation.

I am a soul for sale,
Walking inside a maze,
I am a hidden trail,
Lost in myself for days,
It’s not the life I choose,
This is the straw I drew,
It’s not the game I play,
This is the price I pay.

I'm sorry I'm sorry,
For what I've done,
I'm sorry I'm sorry,
For what I've done.

Plans I had all fall through,
The moment that I saw you,
Here we go round again,
Swept up in your whirlwind,
This is the final stand,
Beating me down again,
All my defences fail,
Everything fades away.

I'm sorry I'm sorry,
For what I've done,
I'm sorry I'm sorry,
For what I've done.

Fever dreams,
Reminded me,
Of old science fiction,
Shows,
With action sequences,
That made even Jackie Chan,
Seem slow,
And when I woke up,
All alone should I remain or should I go,
But I don't know.

Your sweet tired eyes,
I want to take the weariness away,
I stand with you today,
But should I go or should I stay,
And if I paid off all my debt,
Would I still have something to owe,
But I don't know.

And I don't know,
And I don't know,
Why I love you,
I guess I'll never know.

I want to see you far away,
And I need to have you near,
I want complete security,
And I need a little fear,
And if you tell me to leave,
I might suddenly appear,
I'll never go.

And then early in the morning,
When you're just about wake,
I think of what I never said,
Promises I'll never make,
And then I thank my lucky stars,
As you curse your deadly mistake,
We'll never know.

And I don't know,
And I don't know,
Why I need you,
What the river flows,
And I don't know,
And I don't know,
Why I love you,
I guess I'll never know.

He has a fancy leather chair
It’s always spinning and reclining
He’s so comfortable
And self assured
I wanna look like you
I wanna look like you
I wanna look like you
Cool and so energetic
Sweet and so sympathetic
Funny and dressed correctly
He has an office on the 14th floor
I don't know what goes on upstairs
There’s love affairs
And Friday things
I wanna look like you
I wanna look like you
I wanna look like you
Smooth and so calm, collected
Nonchalant, say the right things
Funny and dressed correctly

BR:
Tem santo pra todo canto
tem canto pra todo santo, garanto
tudo me encanta nesse imenso mar
ouço a rainha mãe Oxum cantar
finjo brincando não saber nadar
todos os santos virão me salvar

ENG:
There's a saint on every corner
there's a song for every saint, I guarantee
everything enchants me in this immense sea
I hear Mother Queen Oxum sing
I playfully pretend not to know how to swim
all the saints will come and save me