Hey mister trouble boy
You´re so drunk to realise
The cop´s knocking on the front door
You´re so high to come away

You are lost in your dreams..
You are lost mister, trouble boy, you are losssttt

You don´t know what cocaine is, dont you?
You don´t know what marijuana is, don´t you?
You don´t know what the fucking these pills this, are
you?
Oh, mister trouble, we are in troubles..oh no...

Composição: Os Fantasmas Elétricos / Zeca