| You did not choose it, but you are in it | 
| And no it will not pass, it will not pass | 
| And I know you cry but if you don't change nothing will change, it won't change eh heee! | 
| Better the slaps of Satan than the kisses of Judas | 
| You want her pussy in the sun, not the man in the moon | 
| The Minetti with handcuffs is a whore, dressed as a policewoman | 
| You can do heroin on your couch for me | 
| But don't take the whores to the city of Milan | 
| I know I don't know, they don't want us to know | 
| And we won't change anything unless we change first! | 
| In Italy, the infamous theorem applies | 
| Where whoever denounces crimes becomes a criminal | 
| A splash of water on the hidden truth | 
| Observe the dirty past, which becomes a thing of the past! | 
| And with hunger even rotten fish tastes like oysters | 
| We are slaves to the fiber optic chains | 
| They distracted you, that's it, you're high | 
| He sees more a master with one eye than servants with four! | 
| You did not choose it, but you are in it | 
| And no it will not pass, it will not pass | 
| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you) | 
| And I know you cry though | 
| If you don't change, nothing will change | 
| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you) | 
| It won't change eh heee! | 
| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you) | 
| Whoever is in charge knows that he can always pay half | 
| Of the poor to take out the other half | 
| I broadcast from the city of opportunities and opportunists | 
| One of the sons of the defeated! | 
| (self) | 
| I don't believe in those who proliferate the streets | 
| Anyone I met would sell their mother! | 
| There is no peace, since the Tigris and the Euphrates | 
| I don't believe in fairies, they are like brother tigers! | 
| Too much reality, it kills my fantasy, an executioner | 
| How Too Much Sex Kills A Slut's Pleasure | 
| You're looking for a story, I'm looking for a loophole | 
| If you end up in the manger, it swallows you! | 
| We crash into our dreams, you were born with a parachute | 
| Grew up with blinders and where feelings are only a luxury for a few | 
| If I knock you do not open me but if the background you move! | 
| You did not choose it, but you are in it | 
| And no it will not pass, it will not pass it will not pass | 
| And I know you cry though | 
| If you don't change, nothing will change | 
| It won't change eh heee! | 
| You did not choose it, but you are in it | 
| And no it will not pass, it will not pass | 
| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you) | 
| And I know you cry though | 
| If you don't change, nothing will change | 
| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you) | 
| It won't change eh heee! | 
| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you) |