letra de made in china - superwog
[verse 1]
where the night is like day and the lights are bright
where you can cross the street and your steps are timed
and people don’t mind if you smoke inside
feel free to have one riding a bike
and they’ll give english a try in a taxi ride
negotiate the price if you like
it’s a candy coloured site, get pulled inside
by a man who’s dying to sell a watch tonight
and the girls a shy, and they’re mighty fine
start to giggle if you look at them and smile
you’ll see china pride on a macca’s sign
garlic chilli sauce, berets and taro pie
buy yourself a chinese soldier gi
this thing shoots, crawls and is willing to die
and golden buildings shine in the sky…
[chorus]
this is china [x 2]
[verse 2]
colourful meets sold on the streets
and this green things about to become a feed
and you’ll see buses that kinda act like trains and
people riding with umbrellas to keep in the shade
listen to their cries golden buddhas eyes
burn some incense for those that died
and burn some incense for those that tried
protect us from the people in power that lie
and people want a photo with you because you’re different
you wonder how the roads run with no collisions
where the buses are wrapped with stars and elephants
it’s a place where not everything is business relevant
toll booths with cartoons in this smoggy city
and the country’s wealth sits in front of the poor it’s a pity
and i was quite shocked and i stood in awe
that kids would sh-t and p-ss all over the floor
they learn to trade from a very young age
it’s a must to trade fakes in this industrial age
they make the days, manufacture a phase
they can duplicate middle eastern ways
you can’t die if you’re not alive, no
you can’t suicide in this underground ride
and the chinese soldier stands in the night light!
[chorus]
[verse 3]
it’s only there you’d see something like this
amongst so many people, bikes and cyclists
and little lights shine bright on this police bike
to keep order and to keep things right…
communist red serving capitalism
join us in this political baptism
i wonder if the past would’ve predicted this vision
and i wonder if this is the last of nationalism
and in my last days i couldn’t believe what i saw
it was a legless man, covered in dirt, eating scr-ps off the floor
it was a wake-up call
to think i could’ve complained at all…
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