Punk da Periferia

From the wounds
That poverty creates
I’m the pus
I’m what’s left
For the vultures
Pus for that reason
This ragged jacket
I made on my face
This makeup, dust and grime
I wanted to bring
Our misery to light...

I’m a punk from the hood
I’m from Freguesia do Ó
Oh! Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh!
Here for you guys!
I’m from Freguesia...(2x)

Having hair
Like a Mohawk Indian
I love it!
Knowing that
We’ll go down the drain
Satisfies!
You’ll have a priest
To say the mass
Ten minutes before
Turning to smoke
We’ll take over
The Peace Square...

I’m a punk from the hood
I’m from Freguesia do Ó
Oh! Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh!
Here for you guys!
I’m from Freguesia...(2x)

I screw trash
I like junk
I feel sorry
For the vain hope
Of my aunt
Of grandma
Worn out
The powers of science
Worn out
All our patience
Behold, this city
Is just a sewer...

I’m a punk from the hood
I’m from Freguesia do Ó
Oh! Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh!
Here for you guys!
I’m from Freguesia...(5x)