Lyrics Go (before you break my heart) - Gigliola Cinquetti

Go (before you break my heart)

First day of summer 1987
Played hard, lived fast, we all felt good
Home you mother fuckers
Always come and mess my fun
Hassle me when I’m with my friends
But bust me when I’m only one… GO
I think it’s lovely
I think it’s fucking great
Go for broke
Go for gonzo
What the fuck can we do?
They don’t care about me or you
Carted off to a cell
Fucking cops go to hell
Happy times last never long
Goodbye my friend, you’re off to mars
But you’ll see clearly in the stars
GO… GO.GO.GO.GO.GO…GO…GO…
GO… GO…GO, GO, GO, GO, GO!!!