Pure Malt
I don't know about you Ben
But I will
This could be nasty you know
As if it wasn't already
The blues
He lived the blues as a lifestyle
And rock'n'roll as a lifestyle
Then came the social awareness
And the disbelief of it all
Came dope
Eats his body to the bone
The fastest car on a loan
But one thing is for sure
He only destroys what he owns
And this is how you put
The whole world inside
A pure malt, whiskey jar
'cos this is how you put
The whole world inside
A pure malt, whiskey jar
On the other hand, we have
Hitler and his boys
And the "made in China" toys
Stalin and his comrades
Satan and his followers
Om Shanti
Have you seen the Buddha's light?
To Allah and his jihad
Cadomblé Yemanjé
Even the god of the sun
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
Yeah I want my whiskey and my motherfucking
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
Yeah I want my whiskey and my motherfucking gun
And this is how you put
The whole world inside
A pure malt, whiskey jar
'cos this is how you put
The whole world inside
A pure malt, whiskey jar
A thought for a shot
A shot for a thought
But I will
This could be nasty you know
As if it wasn't already
The blues
He lived the blues as a lifestyle
And rock'n'roll as a lifestyle
Then came the social awareness
And the disbelief of it all
Came dope
Eats his body to the bone
The fastest car on a loan
But one thing is for sure
He only destroys what he owns
And this is how you put
The whole world inside
A pure malt, whiskey jar
'cos this is how you put
The whole world inside
A pure malt, whiskey jar
On the other hand, we have
Hitler and his boys
And the "made in China" toys
Stalin and his comrades
Satan and his followers
Om Shanti
Have you seen the Buddha's light?
To Allah and his jihad
Cadomblé Yemanjé
Even the god of the sun
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
Yeah I want my whiskey and my motherfucking
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
A toast to the spirit and the father and the son
Yeah I want my whiskey and my motherfucking gun
And this is how you put
The whole world inside
A pure malt, whiskey jar
'cos this is how you put
The whole world inside
A pure malt, whiskey jar
A thought for a shot
A shot for a thought
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Writer(s): Rogério Xavier
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