Torn Brazil

Police is verb, policemen suffer
Police deserves, policemen punish
Dirty poetry from their radio
Lullaby from twenty years ago

Who watches you and me?
(Who? Who?)
Who watches you, who watches me
Who watches, who rules the danger zone?

People are sick, thieves are always right
Rapists spit bones from the last night
In your rethoric there is an evident hole
(Chasing kids)
'Till the walls of the electric co