Articolo 31 bestie mutanti

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Every person, not just children, as you tend to think, happens to hear: You have to do this. I composed a song for it. I'll sing it to you
So...
Attention, the 31st article for 2004
We wanted to thank you Italians who are listening to this track
Thank you Thank you
Even if legally we are required to warn you that
If you bought this record it means you have problems
And if you keep it it means you drink, steal and curse
Since the singer does not collect awards
And he has the kidneys full of poisons like Miami bass
Look, here you get on trains without brakes
And you risk that these records will bring you whistles from friends and colleagues
Here there are no gurus or solutions there is little culture
But instinct separates the bad from the good
The noises from the sounds the exceptions from the axiom
From the definitions outside the uniform doesn't suit me
Neither the sense of modesty of the state and the municipality
Not even the name they give us in the costume column
We are mutant beasts (oi-oi-oi-oi)
And you will never kill us (ai-ai -ai-ai)
Sabotage in the gears
Cockroaches with tattoos
We mutants (x3)
In the mix of mixed stuff
The very alternative magazine remains indifferent< br/>It's that he doesn't care whether he's right or left
And he mixes a mixture like soup that he's never seen before
I answer the questions of the journalist who interviews
This light music is heavy anyway like an elephant
I don't have half a size or stay close or stay away
If you whistle she'll come down from the stage and break your legs
Let me sing I'm Italian
On the ground between the Mediterranean and the Tyrrhenian Sea
With the alien sound it makes
A fight with the Demo orchestra doesn't go
From Pavarotti or even to San Remo
Under the negative influences of active cannabis
Hey mom, here are harmful songs
Recidivist generations, prohibitive recordings
While alcohol and cigarettes legally kills
Daily poison but let's pretend it wasn't
And we ask why © if we light a Jolla and smoke
A minister has a cough...
We are mutant beasts (oi-oi-oi-oi)
And you will never kill us (ai-ai- ai-ai)
Sabotage in the gears
Cockroaches with tattoos
We mutants (x3)
You couldn't expect it to come back
That popular song was about to drown
br/>And instead he comes back like a zombie building bridges
If you're interested in defining it, you better listen up
Here there are no idiots, only bad guys all put in
To tear coffers to pieces like taxes and prices
It's music with a chaotic method, here we don't meditate
I've got the ball out there like Edika
Genetic mutation of the melodic tradition
It's not colonic or Americo phobic, call it comical
br/>Ironic but if it sounds chronic in the skull
it is an ace in the hole and loads the strength of the arms
If this Italy is worth a medal we are the other side
Liver stomach heart and instinct elbow to elbow
With the noise that I vomit now tell me who won
We are mutant beasts (oi-oi-oi-oi)
And you will never kill us (ai-ai-ai -ai)
Sabotage in the gears
Cockroaches with tattoos
We mutants (3x)

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