(Pedrini-Ghedi). Padre nostro. che sei nei cieli. dammi oggi. la volont. Sono troppi. peccatori. giustiziere. io sar. Alleluiah, Alleluiah. Alleluiah, sale al cielo.
Voglio restare qui. Chiuso nella mia stanza. Dita abili per. Accarezzare i tasti. Come corrono. Più svelte che. Datemi un illusione. Gode così. La mia generazione, ma.
Tides are pulling, pulling me back to you. Dragging me under, making me new. It's wonderful, it's wonderful. It's making me scared. I don't know where it's going.
I watch you drift away. Around the room in that dress. The jewels on your bracelets. I've seen their best. . I watch the sweat fall. Against your clothes.
On a day without a night. Eyes the green of seawater. And skin so white. You're nothing like my mother. Do you hold him like her?. Do you need him like her?.
We play on the road. Flytipping careful as you go. And we'll watch as the lorries. Transport their precious loads. . With a bag in our hands. Flytipping me and my patient man.
the same blood runs through your veins. the same strange way of talking. the same thoughts sink through your pillow. the same crooked smile. . you're not alone look up to the sky and be calm.
The playgrounds are empty. The wind it is still. I follow you up to the foot of the hill. My life is the hands of a child. The hands of a child. . Put your cold hands on me.
Ring-rounds, stairways, roundabouts. I will pick you up. Watching traffic heading south. I will pick you up. With your money in your face. I will pick you up.
Oh I'm your blue eyed boy. I'll suffer your indifference and. You can teach me pretty words. We will feed the sparrows. . Here I am. Here I am. Talking to my shadow.
Oh I lie here staring at the ceiling. And I wonder what's happening outside. Oh I know you've got the same blank feeling. You don't have to tell me I'm right.
Oh, well you might have some conversation. Smashed in a bar. Clocking all of the disco dolls that blind you. Or check out some mad situations. Some silly farce.
Tony only reads Asian Babes. Danny's doing doves down the raves. Terry drinks his money away. Oh god, and his sons play drums all day. On the scene, on the dole, in your eyes, in your soul, the young men.
We are only young. but we style our future with a cattle gun. We are idle rich. so we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch. Cause when the firelight shocks like a cop shop pyre.
Coast to coast Side to side. Shines the minds of fine enlightend. minds coast to coast. . We are only youngbut we style our future with a cattle gun. We are idle rich.
Out in the sticks, out in the stickiness. They're chasing round in stolen ice cream vans. They're sparking up with someone, oh. They're covering up their jumpers in roses, oh.
i don't want to go to heaven. i just want to go when i go. and if you miss me there. and the cloths of heaven tear around me. . then the river that ebbed through me.
Come out tonight in the puddles. Splash some love across the sky. Just you and I bursting bubbles. As the sky is about to cry. . When the rain falls. There's magic in our lives.
Well, the church bells are calling, police car on fire. And as they call you to the eye of the storm. All the people say, "Stay at home tonight". . I say we are the pigs, we are the swine.
In the undertow. of a muddy river's ebb and flow. is a hand that will not let go. the current is strong. the river is deep. . In the afterglow. of the fire that tore through the room below.