Let's celebrate, let's celebrate, living in the city. Yeah yeah, aye aye, yeah yeah, yeah!. . Sitting in cafs, drinking Brazil. Watching old ladies struggle up the hill.
Little child, your eyes I see your pain. My heart cries, when I hear you cry again. Frail and small, can you believe fifteen years old. What is sad, he hasn't got far to go, oh oh, no no.