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Em                                                            G      A                                      Em                                                                      D7  
Sacrifícios de néon,                                 Brilhos fartos sobre as torres molhadas,
C7                      B7            Em         GA  
          Edifícios literais,
  Em                                                                                            G         A                      Em  
Albergues, abrigos imorais.                                            Transeuntes irracionais
        D7                                            C7              B7            Em  GA  
As puras, os padres                 e os ilegais.
G                            F#                                 F                         Em  
          Solicitando seu quinhão nas calçadas.
G                 F#                                    F                         Em  
Solicitando sempre o mesmo quinhão.
Em                                                                              G      A                                      Em  
Somos caóticos enfartados,                              Em meio a fumaça, buzinas e alarmes
                D7                                    C7                                      Em  GA  
  Procurando vagas                    pra estacionar.
Em                                                                         G         A                              Em  
Vasculhamos horizontes                                            Por sinais, praças e pontes
             D7                 C7                 B7              Em  
Esperanças vãs                 a nos guiar.
G                 F#                              F                                    Em  GA  
Solicitamos nosso quinhão nessa estrada.
G                 F#                                      F                 Em  
Solicitamos sempre o mesmo quinhão.
G                                      F#                                                 G                                    F#  
Gritei para o mundo,                                         ninguém escutou.
G                              F#                         F         Em  
Parece que nunca estiveram lá.
G                         F#                                              G                                 F#  
vidros fechados,                                      mundo isolado.
G                              F#              F                 Em  
Pessoas vazias, pessoas sem par.
F#m                                                            D7      C#7                            F#m                                      D7                 C#7  
Criamos uma sociedade vira-latas,                         Debruçando em pontas de facas
  F#m                      D7                      C#7              B7  
Ensaiando maneiras de se dar mal.
F#m                                         D7              C#7                              F#m                                      D7      C#7  
Entre asfaltos, becos e assaltos                            Segue um sono desafinado
F#m                                 D7         C#7            B7  C#7  
Ostentando o trono num lamaçal.
                                                                                                                F#m  
(Desconhecem sempre seu quinhão nessa farsa.
F#m                              D7                      C#7         F#m                                              B7                         C#7                                 F#m  
Desconhecem sempre onde vai parar.)                                            Onde essa droga toda vai parar