Fim do Mês
Xutos & Pontapés
End of the Month
One and two, let’s put it off
Don’t you worry
'Cause I’m not either
Three and four, a pain in the ass
It’s Wednesday
There’s a game on TV
If I remember right
I got nothing to snack on
No one at home
Not even a dime to buy
A cold beer
To watch the game
A little prize
Always helps to get by
The end of the month
Is here again
And we’re always stretching
I don’t get it
This crazy thing
A whole month
Always stretching
My problems
Are just light burdens
Compared to
A nuclear war
I move on, calm and confident
I leave the sadness behind
I steal a rose
I write a little prose
You never know what a scent can do
The end of the month
Is here again
And we’re always stretching
If I remember right
It’s the end of September
There must be
Magic in the air
It’d be nice
Another cold beer
To watch the game
Always helps to get by
