It was a Saturday evening, but without fever...
One of those many foggy, gloomy, boring, overdose-inducing September evenings
nothing to do I was out messing around alone
in my pocket right the amount to buy an ice lolly
but which ice lolly, it was so cold that it felt like being at the North Pole,
I couldn't stand the cold, nice evening, but wow
here it comes who from behind the wall! DJ ZAK
Bella Zak passing by, passing by the one passing by the convent a figure of cold I ask to damn this fucking wind
Let's go in the car at least there's heating there I'll crank the crank and on the window winders
and now there are 2 of us dancing to this Aligalli this evening PACK-PACK-PACK-PACK
Stopping in a car park to fight it out already tense, DJ Zak pops out with a surprise
when least I expect it LIKE A BOMB,
my dear friend brings out a trumpet
and we start playing DJ Zak does beep bop a non-stop solo we are over the top
pass me the bong I'll do it for you a solfeggio a la Luis Armstrong
J Ax lying relaxing and while he finished the trumpet Zak loaded a sax
but from the rear-view mirror I see a strange blue glow
just as blue is the dress of the little man who he tapped on the window
and told me to get out already, I open the door and there's a smoke effect like a Pooh concert.
Let's get out while we're outside, like farmers when they pick tomatoes
ladies and gentlemen, I could barely make out that father in uniform
and I was laughing because he was tickled during the search.
Don't be idiots, get the documents otherwise I'll break your teeth.
But dear officers, don't treat us like gheinster of the 20s, we are like the Mini 1000: innocent
and then the cop starts saying that you can have the same fun
in a legal way without blowing the trumpet, I felt bad
give me the 'life sentence but save the lecture
but he has taken a liking to it and won't stop talking.
Didù plays the radio, a call has arrived
for once in the history of ass there is gone
the cops go away quietly, they don't even write down the names but they pocket our sax... the smart ones!
And they certainly didn't throw it in the bin, they must have played it using pentagram the card
because in Milan you can't play the trumpet anymore...
unless you have a black uniform with red or blue stripes.
Nevertheless, J-AX plays the trumpet, DJ Jad plays the trumpet...

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