ispiratissimo from each Berlusconi / Mills and the indignation of Compagnucci, red, pink or orange others, I remember as a lightning illuminatissimo this piece of SFS.
What a beautiful world of shit that you've built,
but how many compliments you deserve, then here's
sitting with his hands in his hair
that you wonder WHY WHY
even those who wanted so much well
are ready to treason, too
WHY center
despite your salary is not this the life you promised
and the needs and rights that we had granted, there are only
Cockroach
and will not go away
because the dirt from which they are
there is encrusted in life
and watch your world as lost, as limps,
everyone masters of a ship already sunk
here's your souls in hell of scoundrels
to try new tricks, new justifications
... you wonder why
WHY WHY WHY WHY you ask HOW NEVER
you wonder why WHY WHY
you wonder why WHY WHY WHY
you ask is why you have given up
to defend the future of what has been given for this
and your children there
do not know know how to respect the respect they have nothing to learn
always cheerful and ready for anything at five in the morning
filled with pills, snacks and cocaine
these are your young, you had to save
went off the road with his father's car,
these are your young people, to whom he had taught
the values \u200b\u200bof peace and the mistakes of the past
these are your young, Democrat and sincere
by dumb jokes, bitch and cellular
you wonder why WHY WHY
you ask WHY WHY WHY
you wonder why WHY WHY
you ask WHY WHY WHY WHY
your children, your only hope
you are repeating the slogan of you ass clowns of the sixties
Indymedia, a groundbreaking new
among Black Bloc, Pacifist and disobedient various
always blame America for the new partisan
but then these are the enemies, a sandwich and a can and then see how
whimper when the cops arrive
underneath, scratch scratch, they are the real Yankees
they are the result of nuclear disaster
they are the real sons of this dirty
false peace with the face of Guevara and the rainbow flags
they are the true sons of the American dream
you wonder why you ask
WHY WHY WHY
you'll wonder how NEVER LIKE NEVER
you wonder why WHY
outside Europe and in the meantime, as in Romero's Zombie
masses arrive without money or work, and then
from all continents you have robbed
stuffed with crap and then abandoned
the impoverished masses, deceived
cunning of those who have made the market its only justice, mica
those Who have not played with the videophone
mica sheets that bounces Coccolino,
those mica have the mother who prepares the
latte with sweet, cornettino, with her dressing gown and slippers,
with the anti-racist father to walk her dog while exploiting
happily whores Nigerian
other than rape, in Sardinia and in Aspromonte, no signatures
seventies, with parties and fake blondes,
those little talk, and if the league has it hard
those that have both only the teeth and you hunt them in the ass!
you wonder why you ask
WHY WHY WHY
you wonder why you ask
WHY WHY WHY
but we wonder why we will not respond
come and try but we do not here that we
go to hell your world of equal
and if all that is good then yes we are evil, and if we talk about courage
is
because we are prepared to fight for anything in the streets, in stadiums
in a world of ruins intended to destroy,
setting fire to bins when the tanks come, then here's
sitting with his hands in his hair
no money, no history, no land,
without children there is no point of inflection in your curse
this is not a point of connection and there is a solution
this time does not stop, do not reach the British
there's an atomic bomb to pull the Japanese,
is the end of your world, but we are no
and your sad story we will see even the false!
you ask WHY WHY WHY
you wonder why WHY WHY
you ask WHY WHY WHY
you wonder why WHY WHY
you ask WHY WHY WHY WHY you ask
WHY WHY WHY WHY you ask WHY
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