Diario clandestino

Un progetto di appetito


Please be careful is never carefulTill it hears the gunShe will always pay the billsFor the having big funHe talks so well, what can you do,It’s pretty plain he means it tooI don’t want to sell you lines,I only mean to do you rightBut I’m a simple slave of appetite,I’m a poor slave of appetiteHunger howls, hungers red,Hungers stays till it’s fedThen it some h-h-how fades,Then it somehow leaves your sightDepending on it’s appetite,Depending on your appetiteSo if you take - then put back goodIf you steal - be Robin HoodIf your eyes are wanting all you seeThen I think I’ll name you after meI think I’ll call you appetiteHere she is with two small problemsAnd the best part of the blameWishes she could call him heartacheBut it’s not a boy’s nameIf you grow up to be, just like him, just like meYou’re fighting for exclusive rights,For honeymoons each sleepless nightIn which case I’ll call you appetiteYes I think I’ll call you appetiteSo if you take - then put back goodIf you steal - be Robin HoodIf your eyes are wanting all you seeThen I think I’ll name you after meI think I’ll call you appetiteSo if you take - then put back goodIf you steal - be robin hoodIf your eyes are wanting all you seeThen I think I’ll name you after meI think I’ll call you appetiteThen I think I’ll name you after meI think I’ll call you appetite(Prefab Sprout, 'Appetite')Dove? Da dove nasce un appetito? Dove?