You can go to Brasil

You can go to Brasil in a glimpse of en eye
You can move to New York just as fast as the light
But from the men you love, within reach of your hand
You wouldn’t in a year receive a single smile

There’s no use there’s no use, to cry and to protest
For the man whom you love for you will never care

Anyone as he pleased so they told in the ads
But instead as he can did you see with your eyes
You regret what you are, your body and your face
You wish death will come soon the end of your distress

There’s no use there’s no use, to cry and to protest
Who could show you mercy but Jesus in this world