Terra rossa, terra bassa terra da lavorare terra ricca, terra grassa terra da masticare biascica e sputa, gira e rigira, terra da calpestare terra rossa
Salute a voi tutti ed alzate il bicchiere perche io sono il migliore me per voi solo Best se non fossi stato poi cosi affascinante oggi quasi nessuno
Vedo strana gente strane facce nemici e demoni intorno a me vedo strani fatti strane cose guarda bene non vedi che non vedi che piovono pietre su di
Ecco qua la vostra marionetta il giullare della sera posso correre attraverso il fuoco o camminare sopra un filo bendato o spararmi in alto col cannone
Ragasol vin che svein a asculter A gh'e na roba c'a t'o da cunter Du tri quel cat voi feret saver E dla tera e dal noster paes L'e la tera ch'i an fat
Multumesc Multumesc Multumesc Multumesc Con ansia a braccia aperte continuo ad aspettare la mia rivoluzione che ancora qui non c'e Camminan gli ortodossi
Non so cosa c'e la sopra e non mi importa Non so se c'e qualche faccia la nascosta Un signore barbuto un qualche profeta Un dio paffuto un vecchio asceta
Venite a vedere il sangue in strada a Madrid erano tanti gente comune la pura e semplice umanita che cominciava un altro giorno qualunque giorni di sonno
Watch him ride into the sunset He'd have the little fat guy Right along his side Echoing off the canyon, hey cisco From pancho 'n' pretty soon The black
bring your bat Ain't too many that can hang with that So why bother (Chorus) Cisco Kid was a friend of mine Hell yea Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
is finished you faggot. Way to go Cisco. Is that a good punch? all right you two, that's enough, let him alone Cisco. I won't forget this Cisco, I'll
last night through a field Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid, he was a friend of mine Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend
Me and a buddy named Cisco Went down to sip some suds First thing, you know me and old Cisco Ran through fifty bucks We got caught in a card game They
Way, way, way back days, the year, 1983 Had to get a job, had to make some mon-ne-ne Picked up a pen and a pad, droppes reality Never thinking that I
Watch him ride into the sunset He'd have the little fat guy right along his side Echoing off the canyon, Hey Cisco from Pancho 'n' pretty soon the black
If I could I'd tell you (Everything I've done) If it would make things better (Everything I've done) If it could make you see How little it meant to me
the track, bring your bat Ain't too many that can hang with that So why bother (Chorus) Cisco Kid was a friend of mine Hell yea Cisco Kid was a friend
Cisco Clifton had a fillin' station About a mile and a half from town Most cars passed unless they were out of gas So Cisco was always around Regular