Nabat Lyrics

UGLY BOLOGNA

BORN FOR NOTHING

POWER IN THE STREETS

UGLY BOLOGNA Shit for me dear assessor shit for me dear first citizen Imbenino* ia aia Left-wing junta is your ruin salami power and dirty discipline Ugly ugly great bologna Against you I want do your end Ugly.... * the syndic

POWER IN THE STREETS Go! Trust only yourself and never confide in anybody t hey are organized you' ll have to defend yourself Fight to live Power in the streets and if you ain't got a place it's only your fucked business we don't need charity that screw your arse Chorus In this fucking city we can't fun there are no alternative, only Tv rules Chorus

BORN FOR NOTHING

Here we are again the calvary starts again You slam the door at they scream at your face You drag yourself with a bitter taste in your mouth You feel a lump in your throat Look around you You are alone in this city Every day your same ritual But you have decided to look You feel the rope running through slip -knot You don't want understand In this dullness that comes with you A woman's face is too important Maybe we were born for nothing But you have decided to ask no question

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