Das Neves grew up in Rio de Janeiro in the 1940s and by the age of 14 was already learning his trade as a percussionist under the guidance of Edgar Nunes Rocca. He also studied under the guidance of Joaquim Naegele, Darcy Barbosa and Moacir Santos
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You know the day destroys the night, Night divides the day, Tried to run — Tried to hide — Break on through to the other side! 
We chased our pleasures here, Dug our treasures there, But can you still recall The time we cried? Break on through to the other side.
It hurts to set you free, but you’ll never follow me.
People are strange when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone Women seem wicked when you're unwanted Streets are uneven when you're down.
When you're strange Faces come out of the rain When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange.
Five to one, baby One in five No one here gets out alive, now You get yours, baby I'll get mine Gonna make it, baby If we try.
The old get older And the young get stronger May take a week And it may take longer They got the guns But we got the numbers Gonna win, yeah We're takin' over Come on!
At first flash of Eden, We race down to the sea. Standing there on Freedom's shore. Waiting for the sun...
This is the strangest life I’ve ever known.
Killer on the roadHis brain is squirming like a toad.