Back with your Back in Brazil

my transformation of Back in The U.S.S.R. on Beatles White Album

the lyrics through a kind of distorted looking glass




[intro flight, from Ringo to Rio]


[first verse]

Feathers fill the jungle air with city sun,
shining all around your waist

By the way banana stocks grows pretty fun
Girl, you've got a fruitful taste!

[R A]

You're Back with Your Back in Brazil
Please Gimme Some Samba Until...
I'm Back on My Back in Brazil



[second verse]

Never been some place like this, a paradise
B! seems like two golden boobs

If I'm still awake tomorrow - will your dice (??)
roll us up to 22


[R B]

I'm Back on My Back in Brazil
Please Gimme Some Samba Until You're
Back with Your Back in
Back with Your Back in
Back with Your Back in Brazil



[stick]

Some of Chile's cheerleaders blows my mind
They dance like life were short

But Rio still shows a better kind
No tortoise never run run run run, run run run run, runs for sport

[solo]



[third verse]

Show us straight to big round things like cocoanuts,
pineapples so full of joy!

Let us hear your finger bells cling close to butts;
drum another dream for boys!

[R A]

You're Back with Your Back in Brazil
Please Gimme Some Samba Until...
I'm Back on My Back in Brazil



[outro flight]

Dance while Ringo play now!

[though Starr never did on this track...
well, I even used to believe Ringo was the one who sang it
but McCartney can do magic]






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