I am made of steel, I am made of iron I am armored
Against forró, axé, sertanejo and pagode nauseated
Funk that name and, this music I do not see nothing what it has more and woman with its rebolator
How !
I want Brazil with more culture without corrupções of the Senate
A better taste for the musical style with intelligent letters plus one rap not speaking of the slum quarter and of that it was assassinated
One for all for the rock roll
The important one and to have god in the head Jesus in the heart
Peace, equality and freedom and the anarquismo without notion
Rock in the vein, rock in the head, rock in the heart tanning the sound
In the Maximum volume forgetting itself them problems and it
Or you and everything or you and nothing
Choices are made, words are Said
Options are chosen
You and what it is not what they say
Personality you who make its, strong or weak support look at for top and follow in front
He exceeds barriers follows its route without borders
He goes until its limit speeds up to tree hundred He polishes, he sings, he cries out,concerteza its life will not be the same one.
Rock in the vein
Rock in the vein
Rock in the vein
Pagode in the chain and the ones in the bilge alone in the after-wine!