Is the music of grove skin rock    Soaked in the diesel of war boys war?    Blood black gold and the face of a judge   Is the music calling for a river of blood?    Beat the drums tonight Alphonso    Spread the news all over the grove    The big meeting has decided    That total was must burn on the grove    Does it mean I should take my machete    To chop my way through the path of life?    Does it mean I should run with the dog pack    Is that the way to be the one to survive?    Never need a gun says Tai Shi    Move on up to dragon snaps his tail    Fall back on still waters    Hammer with his eye on the nail    Spread the word tonight please Sammy    They’re searching everyhouse on the grove    Don’t go alone now Sammy!    The wind has blown away the corner soul    Tell the news for me Sammy    They’re searching every place on the grove    But don’t go down alone new Sammy!    The wind has blown away the croner soul    Is the music calling for a river of blood? _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: rodrigo alan feltrin ferraz([email protected])