Jovanotti
Ora

LA RECENSIONE

THE POCKETS FULL OF DEBASER

The "isidians" fly,

over the waste and suicides of Faust'o,

it seems they don't care about the new wave that now comes and then goes,

Conte take me, don't allow me,

not even a reply to your false ironies,

here he is Withor, it's all a tremor, oh.

Some music passes, but when they pass Zion will play them,

they seem useless music, but some Zion in the world will listen to them,

it's unknown how they are created, the secret is known by Cofras but he,

plays with magic dice, on Debaser remains a hint of magic.

I'm alone tonight without Confaloni,

you left me alone with the Bot,

he cannot read, come and get him,

you'll recognize him, his circuits are full of rust,

I'm alone tonight without Confaloni,

you left me alone with the Bot,

it makes me want to cry, come quickly,

you'll recognize me, my pockets are full of stones,

Stanlio got slapped,

tachycardic Zion counts his heartbeats,

and eyes full of G.

Blossom, DannyRose blossom,

and writes everything he wants freely,

gives, doesn't care about the rewards that G. will give him,

murmurs, Stanlio murmurs,

silence him by performing a colonoscopy,

Iside plays dice,

on the table remains a Faust'o record.

I'm alone tonight without Confaloni,

you left me alone with dsalva,

and he cannot read, and he cannot write,

Relator now you see it's all for shreds,

I'm alone tonight without Confaloni,

you left me alone with the Bot,

come and get me, come quickly,

you'll recognize me, my pockets are full of stones,

even Cofras got slapped,

arrhythmic Zion can't feel the beats,

and eyes full of G.