Discanto (Live Vol. 2 Version)

What do they want from us?
That we breathe through our noses?
That every random pain of ours must be vivisected like a dog, a mouse, a monkey?
That luck is hanging from the sky?
Only to end up smiling again?

Ah: don’t listen to me.
Such a beautiful night with beautiful women that only I can find something wrong: it’s in my nihilistic nature, but just for fun.