“So I’m flying on my bicycle, heading upwards from the Earth, I am jumping with no parachute, out into the universe. I am E.T. on my bicycle, with this kid and I want more, I am riding on my rocket ship and I’m champion of the world”
“I believe she won’t take me somewhere I’m not supposed to be, you can’t steal the things that god has given me, no more pain and no more shame and misery”
“Lasciamoci indietro tutta questa merda e poi scriviamolo sul muro, che staremo sempre insieme e dillo a chi ti pare e non lo dire mai a nessuno che Francesco cerca il bene”
“We’ve laid the cables and the wires, we’ve split the wood and stoked the fires, we’ve lit our town so there is no place for crime to hide our little church is painted white and in the safety of the night…”
“I swear I’ll drive all night again just to buy you some shoes and to taste your tender charms and I just wanna sleep tonight again in your arms”
“Babe it seems so long since you’ve been gone away and I just got to say
That it grows darker with the day”
“But when she looked up at me, I could clearly see the sword of Damocles hanging directly above her. Oh lord, oh my lord
Oh lord how have I offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms around me
Oh lord, oh lord, oh my lord”
“How many ears must one person have before he can hear people cry? and how many deaths will it take ‘till he knows that too many people have died? The answer, my friends, is blowin’ in the wind, the answer is blowin’ in the wind”
“Tonight my baby and me we’re gonna ride to the sea and wash these sins off our hands. Tonight tonight the highway’s bright out of our way mister you best keep, `cause summer’s here and the time is right
for racin’ in the street”
“So, if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, remember me to one who lives there she once was a true love of mine”
“Well, folks, now that you have heard my story. Say, boy, hand me another shot of that rye and if anyone else should ask you, just tell ‘em I’ve got some of those St. James Infirmary blues”
“If our love song could fly over mountains sail over heartaches
just like the films if there’s reason
to feel all the hard times, to lay down the hard lines. It’s absolutely true”
“Billy he’s down by the railroad tracks sittin’ low in the back seat of his Cadillac Diamond Jackie, she’s so intact as she falls so softly beneath him, Jackie’s heels are stacked, Billy’s got cleats on his boots together they’re gonna boogaloo down Broadway”
“E nonostante le bombe vicine e la fame, malgrado le mine sul foglio lasciò parole nere di vita “La guerra è finita per sempre è finita, almeno per me””
“Possiamo illuderci, ballare stando fermi e fare caso a quando siamo felici possiamo crescere ma ricordare per sempre la tua piccola cicatrice a forma di fulmine poi continuare a vivere e non avere niente da perdere e continuare a vivere”
“È tornata anche la bomba nucleare a ricordarci che non è poi così male
Un mondo di fotografie da pubblicare e messaggi che era meglio cancellare. Facciamo un giro sulla circumvesuviana mentre il vulcano sputa questa luna piena
che ci guarda mentre tu mi dici basta. Non più il cielo, il fuoco in una stanza”
“Al cinismo più bieco e posato
tipo quello da cantautorato. Esser stronzi è dono di pochi farlo apposta è roba da idioti. A chi è andato a vivere a Londra, Berlino, a Parigi, Milano o Bologna ma le paure non han fissa dimora le vostre svolte son sogni di gloria”
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