Seu Mestre Mandou
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Seu Mestre Mandou
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Acorde o Menino que dorme, mostre-lhe as marcas nas mãos
Conte-lhe a horrenda história, ressalte a foice e o martelo na ilustração
Chame os meninos pra rua pra brincar
Se a caso os meninos maiores se achegar
Digam que não queremos mais brincar de boca de forno
O forno é quente, o bolo dói, e a dor maldita dura
A dor maldita dura
Nós já estamos a brincar de seu mestre mandou
E seu mestre mandou acordar
Acorda, zuada!
A rua está parada, nós estamos a brincar de seu mestre mandou
E seu mestre mandou acordar
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