| I broke the *** of the experiments of the let's meet but without obligation
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| We are together but let's not meet that then I'm afraid
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| Indeed let's meet as much as we like but let's meet in company
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| I broke the cock of cowards with the love of others
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| I broke my dick because then you don't sleep anymore
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| One stays awake until hope dies
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| Damn bitch who never dies while I want to sleep
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| I broke the fuck out of this town
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| Aperitifs for ten euros, a climate of terror for free
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| Of the young leftists, careerists, liars, without praise
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| People who in a race of idiocy would be able to finish second
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| I broke the *** of those who want to go abroad for a year
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| But first three months as a waiter, so I make some money
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| Wake up asshole, mom has been supporting you for thirty years
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| And you are also sorry that you are going to be a waiter
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| I broke the dick of the young ladies who want to do a lot of things
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| But they are unable to do so and realize it late
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| And then 800 euros for the reflex, 200 for yoga and 300 for ass hair and 600
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| rent
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| To get emancipated
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| I broke my shit out of the piss stench of industrial estates
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| Of the industrial stench of public gardens
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| Of all at work in the car, one person per car to better finance Eni
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| I broke my dick in music criticism
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| You are not Lester Bangs
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| You are not Carlo Emilio Gadda
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| It is hard to understand what you write
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| Goodness of God
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| You have shit tastes
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| You broke the fucking independent labels
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| With 400 euros I register the record at home, it plays well, you put it on Vimeo,
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| get the word out
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| In a year at coachella
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| And in two years as a gas station attendant
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| I broke the *** that if the left wins the drugs
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| And never that they invite me to a party
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| I broke the dick of the largest reformist party in Europe
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| We make a square in the large center in the round circles
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| Of the party of love
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| Shadow government
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| Of those who defend themselves from trials and not in trials
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| Of the soldiers in the public gardens to guard whoever pisses the dog
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| I broke my shit out of security as a fierce gallows
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| And the charm of the uniform
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| It would be nice if fewer factories burned and fewer schools collapsed
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| And snatch more old ladies
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| I broke my fucking shit there is a crisis there is a crisis
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| From tomorrow I will only purchase fighter-bombers
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| We've only been selling blood and buying shit for a while now
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| I broke the *** that you have to be flexible workers
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| Like lifers in turnee but many more smiling
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| Fascists with the cult of the body who become champions of Greco-Roman
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| And then they ambush kids at night
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| In five against one
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| I broke my *** that I don't agree with you
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| But I'd die for you to have your bullshit
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| What then the Nazis are young people who love politics
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| Communists take Christ as their model
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| While the priests contextualize blasphemies
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| And in the war for peace he has always won
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| The moderate vote
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| Do something beautiful but really beautiful
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| Next time you talk bullshit
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| Kill yourself
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| I broke my own shit too
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| That I know myself all too well and I still have my whole life ahead of me
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| What the fuck do I do from here to retirement
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| Which then mica give it to me
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| And anyway, I didn't have the cards
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| I broke the fuck about you too
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| Fortunately, I don't know you and maybe you are the hope
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| I swear if I meet you
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| I swear if I meet you
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| It ends badly |