Testi:
Marc James

(James Otto / John Rich / Vicky McGehee) Well my good buddy John likes to tie one on And get drunk on Friday nights And he?s just fine till the beer

(M. Ferradini - G. Lanotte - R. Giuliani) Tu che scrivi e canti le canzoni, che parli dell'amore, di cose inutili e banali ma dove vivi, cosa fai

Ohhhhhhhh yeah I gotta talk to you I need to know from you what we gonna do (do do do do dododododoo do) x2 back in those early days we were so inching

There is something wrong with sounds today Never really captured how I feel and whatever happened to the sounds today I think they are lacking something

I can't handle it, it's just taking too long Had enough of it, decisions made I'm gone See your struggling, your suffering But I'm through with it

o frate! N'e dett ch' e fatt' bombing, sul pecche e fatt' o' piezz ca e o cess e l'e arrunzate!! Strofa 2 (Svez): Qua underground marcan a clown,

moto da James Dean non quelle stronzate che si dicono nei film Tu t'incazzi perche parlo sempre di calcio dici che fra un po' ti verra il fegato marcio

keeps me just sick enough to stay home. Kill the lights. Curtains cover closed blinds. Build a wall of stone and steel that will never come down. Let the dust colonize just like James

Come off like a sandal, spittin the flow ammo Believe it, get a pack of Whitecastle Cheesesticks And PEEP the remix [Aesop Rock] Smart for the whips, fiddle frame parchment March