Duxi Driver

That's how it is under neon
That's how it is

Quack quack, come with the duck
And I'll show you what
Happens under neon
Number one, everything is peed-on
Asphalt so hot in the summer that you could put the tea on
With piles of garbage you can ski on
Streets full of coal-hearted mother fuckers, none of them are Deon
And the dude over there in the corner, man, I'll tell you, he's on
Some other shit, you don't wanna know about it
It's a lot, you can see it in his oculus
I can't really tell if he's innocuous
Most people spot him using a pair of binoculars
Fellow got a sock he can knock you with
Maybe he transitioned to posthumous
A maioria can't deal with it, so they just possum this

That's how it is under neon
That's how it is
That's how it is under neon
That's how it is

Anyway, with the plot
We progress, every protagonist is on a similar quest
Generally speaking, in a particular mess
Saying: Even if I die, I'm alleviating the stress
Or mediating between the evil bit and rest of I
Pato comes with a set of detective eyes
Um menino molded to detect defective guys
Recognize all of them, even those with an effective guise
Posso ver muitos de nós under December skies
Attentive to details, a blessing in demise
It's a lesson I intimate, I think it's wise
I tinker, but never a soldier or a spy
More of like what's on a turd, you see, a fly
Off the wall now, working day and night, goodbye

That's how it is under neon
That's how it is
That's how it is under neon
That's how it is