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