Ehm......quando l'ho vista.....ho pensato di cantare questa canzone.....Every cheap hood strikes a bargain with theWorldAnd ends up making payments on a sofa or a girlLove ’n’ hate tattooed across the knuckles of his handsThe hands that slap his kids around ’cause they don’t understandHow death or glory becomes just another storyHow death or glory becomes just another story’n’ every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock ’n’ rollGrabs the mike to tell us he’ll die before he’s soldBut I believe in this-and it’s been tested by researchThat he who fucks nun will later join the churchFrom every dingy basement on every dingy streetI hear every dragging handclap over every dragging beatThat’s just the beat of time-the beat that must go onIf you been trying for years-then we already heard your song
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Ehm......quando l'ho vista.....ho pensato di cantare questa canzone.....Every cheap hood strikes a bargain with theWorldAnd ends up making payments on a sofa or a girlLove ’n’ hate tattooed across the knuckles of his handsThe hands that slap his kids around ’cause they don’t understandHow death or glory becomes just another storyHow death or glory becomes just another story’n’ every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock ’n’ rollGrabs the mike to tell us he’ll die before he’s soldBut I believe in this-and it’s been tested by researchThat he who fucks nun will later join the churchFrom every dingy basement on every dingy streetI hear every dragging handclap over every dragging beatThat’s just the beat of time-the beat that must go onIf you been trying for years-then we already heard your song