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Immorally thrown out into the streets
People are set in opposition
The scandalous wealth of
High society thieves
So hated bourgeoisie
Being drowned in millions
Gotten thru' self humiliation
Show to the city visitors
In this city the only way to surviveis living on our knees
Asking tourists for alms,
Who use their own power
Laughing, spitting on your face
Treat people like dogs
And think they can destroy
All around they pass by
No view to a life
Living in a touristic city
No Hope for another day
Living in a Touristic city
Most miserable conditions
Imposed against dwellers
Make them follow rules thru' submission
A kind of ratiocination not pleassant to anyone
But it gotta be done to foment development
And tourism in the city
A true profits game,
Hell coming true
Wherever you look at
But visitors around
Insist on not see it
Immorally thrown out into the streets   People are set in opposition   The scandalous wealth of   High society thieves   So hated bourgeoisie   Being drowned in millions   Gotten thru' self humiliation   Show to the city visitors   In this city the only way to surviveis living on our knees   Asking tourists for alms,   Who use their own power   Laughing, spitting on your face   Treat people like dogs   And think they can destroy   All around they pass by   No view to a life   Living in a touristic city   No Hope for another day   Living in a Touristic city   Most miserable conditions   Imposed against dwellers   Make them follow rules thru' submission   A kind of ratiocination not pleassant to anyone   But it gotta be done to foment development   And tourism in the city   A true profits game,   Hell coming true   Wherever you look at   But visitors around   Insist on not see it