Tico-Tico

The places that we live and the living that we did
 The places we were put and the things we were given
 He sings what they talk
 But they took away are pride but they didn't take our lives
 They took away the things that made us feel alive
 Said, "Ooh ooh, what have we become?
 What have we become?"
 Said, "Ooh ooh, how did this become?
 How did this become? How did this become?"
 In old woman we flex from the East to the West
 She thinks of her grandmother and her grandfather
 And strings that they had
 Now she looks to the arm, saw them sniffing on their drugs
 The drink in there has stolen so many souls
 And flooded her sacred blood
 She says, "Ooh ooh, what have we become?
 What have we become?"
 She says, "Ooh ooh, how did this become?
 How did this become?"
 She says, "Ooh ooh, the bottle took away my son
 It took away my son"
 She says, "Ooh ooh, where are we gonna run?
 What have we become?"
 She says, "Ooh ooh, what have we become?
 What have we become?"
 She says, "Ooh ooh, how did this become?
 How did this become?"
 She says, "Ooh ooh, see the bottle took away my son
 It took away my son"
 She says, "Ooh ooh, where are we gonna run?
 What have we become?"