Black and Gray - Os Mutantes

Superiority diminished trough the plain gaze of an amish

Battlefields of tomahawks flying on TV over the wide screen

The children playing in the garden

On the deserts dying without warning

And crazy Trump throw his aces on the races to the certain final war

Oh Melania, save me

Oh Ivanka, don’t break my heart

Oh Melania, love me

'Cause I love you

What we’re gonna do now?

What we’re gonna about it?

Where we’re gonna play

When the nukes are sent through the skies?

Oh my love

Oh my love

Oh my love

When the nukes are sent through the skies

A lonely man is digging graves, oh yeah

On the sacred grounds of Arlington Cemetery on DC

A lonely soldier boy is striking targets playing with he’s drone

He’s a little scared

Of the children chocking out of air dying for the pleasure of the Assad

Oh Melania, save me

Oh Ivanka, don’t break my heart

Oh Melania, love me

'Cause I love you

What we’re gonna do now?

What we’re gonna about it?

Where we’re gonna play

When the nuke’s are sent through the skies?