The History of Mr. Lion

Minha homenagem aos babacas que concertaram meu carro em longos 90 dias

Few months ago a bought a new car
His name was Mr. Lion and he used to run very fast
I used to go here, there, didn’t matter how far
When with the girl it was big blast

Mr. Lion used to see everything
Drunk people, laughs and kisses
It was the best gift that daddy could bring
It all seems that never would come to pieces

But one day I was running to a test
And Mr. Lion did almost died
Cause Mr. Lion was running too fast
And hold myself so I wouldn’t cry

So Mr. Lion’s friends said “we’ll fix your friend”
But it would take a month or two
But they rather to pretend
Instead tell me true

During my vacations I was crying on the bed
Cause Mr. Lion’s friend said “give us few more days”
And I couldn’t take it so I got so upset
There was nothing left to do, not even pray

Few days later Mr. Lion’s friends returned me the car
But he wasn’t the same cause he was modified
So I said to them “What big crap you are”
Although he was ok inside

Mr. Lion’s friends what big crap you are
Because my car is still modified
Next time I’ll fix with someone else or set you all on fire
Cause your job suck and you ruined my car
Cause you and your friends are a bunch of liars