NORTH EAST
We were born in north east, land of wines and productions
Where ignorance is really frightful
The american dream, home of farmers
Land of abundance, alchoolism and church
Livin' in hypocrisy, forever glutted
Coscience: zero
Havin' fun: idiocy
Self expression: delict
The manure: is your flag
North east, north east, the manure is your flag
Churches, fields, industrial zones, stench, boredom and pollution
We were born in a dungplace of fascists and middle class
Here apathy isn't missing, job annoys us
Misery fills streets but here people don't think
They always give god prayers, and wait for their annuity
The american dream, home of farmers, land of abundance
Livin' in hypocrisy, forever glutted, stench, boredom and pollution
Give god prayers, and wait for your annuity
Comment:
North East is a special corner of Italy; North East is one of the most rich part of Italy. People here are fucked in the head, first for money, second for catholic church. They always work, if they can they work for 12 hours, but not because they really need it: they spare money to die rich and they have nothing else to do. On this side of Italy, to be yourself is one of the most difficult thing you can do.