couldn't give a ... And if life is just this carousel Sometimes it's heaven. But mostly its hell Just a paper shell Dig yourself a well, well, well
: dove stai? dove sei? solo dentro me. Cosa fai? come sei? solo come me. inventarti qua e la e gioco vecchio oramai: bussa gia la fretta di te
: Celebration You've spent a long time waiting For a perfect yesterday, Now fill your heart with celebration For that's love's way.
his knees for the weekend. All too soon it's Sunday afternoon Post the pools and watch the 'Box' till ten Shuts his eyes, wakes up it's Monday again
fuel This crazy old world is quite out of tune, Too many trumpets The people hurry by All looking for a corner And if they meet a friend Who asks
on his knees for the weekend. All too soon it's Sunday afternoon Post the pools and watch the 'Box' till ten Shuts his eyes, wakes up it's Monday again
for fuel This crazy old world is quite out of tune, Too many trumpets The people hurry by All looking for a corner And if they meet a friend Who
Celebration You've spent a long time waiting For a perfect yesterday, Now fill your heart with celebration For that's love's way.
dove stai? dove sei? solo dentro me. Cosa fai? come sei? solo come me. inventarti qua e la e gioco vecchio oramai: bussa gia la fretta di te.