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Ninguém Sabe de Nada

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Queria aqui aproveitar e mandar um    abraço para todos os meus camaradas
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E dizer que aqueles tapinhas nas costas fingidos não me valeram de nada
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Que uma dia nessa    vida toda a pedra do caminho tem que ser    arremessada
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Atirar naqueles filhos da mãe dos críticos que não sabem de nada
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Que não sabem de nada, aqueles meus camaradas
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Aqueles meus camaradas que não sabem de nada
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E já aproveitar também e dizer para os políticos parte da cachorrada
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Que aquele meu salário minguado de dia 5 quase não da pra nada
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Que tudo o que eu pago nessa vida é imposto pra receita e ela não me da nada
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E sempre que pegos com a boca na butija dizem que não sabem de nada
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Que não sabem de nada, aqueles meus camaradas
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Aqueles meus camaradas que não sabem de nada
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E já que estamos aqui mesmo tenho só mais um recadinho curto que não vale de nada
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Para todos aqueles juízes que apitam contra o grêmio pra perder de lavada
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Suas mães estão muito felizes com todos aqueles elogios que vem da arquibancada
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E quando o 4º arbitro perguta vocês dizem que não sabem de nada