Lyrics:
El Mestre

[Cronique a la suite du roman de Favel] Li Frere, Li Mestre du Temple Qu'estoient rempli et ample D'or et d'argent et de richesse Et qui menoient tel

Translation: Elis Regina. Mestre-sala Dos Mares.

Translation: Mestre Ambrosio. Semen.

You can't sing worth the damn but you still think you can Yet life is mostly beautiful with you I don't lie, I won't die Try to teach you to drive, Life

Yeah, wasted Party, burr Double deuces on the back, 21s on the front Got that engine in the back, and the trunk is in the front In the back of the club

ha ha ha ha ha ha now that im finally free im 'bout to do it again i take my life with my hands cause im a grown ass man (im a grown ass man) now that

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house That don't bother me I can take a few tears now and then And just let them out I'm not afraid to

Sad preacher nailed upon the coloured door of time; Insane teacher be there reminded of the rhyme. There'll be no mutant enemy we shall certify; Political

G When obstruction blocks my way C7 I walk down that narrow way G till I can see the light of day C7 shining at the world G C