Sambadrome - Big Audio Dynamite

Stamp your feet and rock your hips, king bandit has returned

Shootout, helicopter crash, another six men burn

One in nine million loves to play football

Hijacked helicopter helped him scale the wall

Skipped the hill from rivals who preyed upon the poor

He don’t sell bananas, wealthy visitors want to score

Reigns supreme, the cops say he’s no good

Selling drugs to feed the poor, to us he’s Robin Hood

Tourists have an appetite for ganja and cocaine

He escaped just in time, supply their needs again

Televised lust, a traditional rite

The sound of music ricochets for three long nights

Pact in the sun, slum and skyscraper meet

Billion dollar penthouse and people on the street

Pact in the sun shade by foreign debt

Amnesia in the Sambadrome, king bandit’s gonna sweat

Ring the bell, our hero’s back, our benefactor’s found

At the foot of the hill the police stand their ground

Beer flows, drums pound, slum and skyscraper meet

Revelers dance naked, and there’s bodies in the street

Pact in the sun, slum and skyscraper meet

Billion dollar penthouse and people on the street

Pact in the sun shade by foreign debt

Amnesia in the Sambadrome, king bandit’s gonna sweat

Three months of freedom, a fugitive from the law

Got to take him alive, Chè martyr no more

Bless the little children with nylon football shorts

Fly their kites as warning, their King is never caught

Socialized by compassion, yeah, crime’s his occupation

King bandit for president of the Sambadrome nation

Pact in the sun, slum and skyscraper meet

Billion dollar penthouse and people on the street

Pact in the sun shade by foreign debt

Amnesia in the Sambadrome, king bandit’s gonna sweat

«Socrates

Goooaaaallll!!!"