Voce Songtext
von Brazzaville

Cumulonimbus forms
The mornings down here are warm
The smuggler has his charm
Smoking in the dawn

Under the Arctic sun
The submarines make their runs
The high-flying planes look on
The endgame has begun


Voce e muito gostosa
Mas tenho namorada ja

Land of the Morning Calm
Land of the Rising Sun
Land of the Atom Bomb
Tigers of Elam

Hey, o mundo caiou bem
I wonder maybe
If you could do the same