Venham Mais Cinco

Bring five more
All at once, I’ll pay right now
From white to red
If the old man stretches it, I’ll stay here
If it looks bad
Give a whistle and send him on his way
With a sword at my side
He thinks he’s king of both sides of the sea

Don’t make me come out to the street and shout
It’s time to pack up and set sail

We’ll help out
We’ll be more, I know it’s true
But some want to
Tear down what I’ve built up
The punch is tough
Tougher is the reason that holds it up
Only in this scuffle
There’s no room for the sons of bitches

Don’t make me come out to the street and shout
It’s time to pack up and set sail

They told me well
They warned me how the law goes
In my land
Whoever climbs the palm tree is the king
The punch is tough
Tougher is the reason that holds it up
Only in this scuffle
There’s no room for the sons of bitches

Don’t make me come out to the street and shout
It’s time to pack up and set sail