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ANTHEM PT. 1

I hate the routine and the everyday tasks
I keep my head low, just to not face reality
they give us microchips to make us all alike
I draw an identikit to recognize my limits
psychological violence doesn't leave visible bruises
cold and reality give me shivers
I walk on walls and everything is wrong
and the man who corrects the world has still to be born
choices, destiny, fate at the mercy of evil
but if you were born slave, you're destined to be forever
the tricolore [name of the Italian Flag] is infinite, and the love party
the godfather and the master, Borsellino or Tarricone?
let's declare ourselves defeated, we keep in our hand the staff of the flag which has just stabbed us
let's remain silent, valors have no more valor, we're no more able to make our rights be heard!
 
And every month there is a new whore!
But you don't have to worry
there's the special for Avetrana's delict on TV
can't miss it
and now there is the Church which grows believers
because desperation brings them to read the gospels
they make you pay the ecopass and then they build skyscrapers
but they know by heart the whole Mameli anthem!
 
And the parties... they're ended... both those about freedom and about democracy, and honestly more than a parliament it seems like a resort for old aristocrats
the situation has become critical, since when politics just talks about politics
they don't let you work or study, because an ignorant people is easier to rule!
We are assassins born as Micky and Melory
there's no plase for taers and there's no place for weaks
it's like a world made of clay, you touch it and you ruin it
and you find difficult to spend the money you earned with your sweat
we are a mass of mannequins, thank you, you're welcome, thousands of bowings
and if this is what it means to actually be a man
it's about time that the puppets start to cut the threads
because the moment has come to walk by your own
policemen, protectors of law
and who protect us from policemen? (sheeps of the flock)
I want a chief quaestor for Christmas
handcuffed and hooded in my home
just to have a small talk, to tell him my opinion
talking in his language, this is democracy
I don't hate you, chief quaestor,
but I'm oppressed and at least for Christmas i want to feel oppressor!
 
And every month there is a new whore!
But you don't have to worry
there's the special for Avetrana's delict on TV
can't miss it
and now there is the Church which grows believers
because desperation brings them to read the gospels
they make you pay the ecopass and then they build skyscrapers
but they know by heart the whole Mameli anthem!
 


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