Hosts, Rifles & Coke

They spread ignorance then they saw fear
They feed your anger, but they let you pay the bill

The last ring of the food chain offers his body to the top
They had this all figured out and now you believe that’s what you want

You really think this is your revolution?
Should I believe it’s for good?
You think it’s for good?

This time I won’t fight, if you don’t mind
I just can’t find a good reason to die for you
A good reason for you

If you had asked my friends what they wanted to be when they grew up?
They’d have said: An artists or actor, inventor or doctor magician
Explorer on those sailing crafts
Now two are priests, ten became soldiers, one is a parliament fuck
While all the others pack files in folders to buy them hosts, rifles and coke

You really think this is your revolution?
Should I believe it’s for good?
You think it’s a job
That’s why you’re joining the force
You loose everything rolling in the theme park of the right wing

This time I won’t fight, if you don’t mind
This time I won’t fight
I just can’t find a good reason to die for you
A good reason for you
Every day the Italian army costs 90 millions euros
By distributing that money to the population
Every citizen could have an extra 500 euros a month
And that would be the less reasonable option
Try to imagine what we could do by investing that money in culture, research, innovation?
Building a better, healthier, more civil life to foster
A rising spiral towards a sustainable evolution

This time I won’t fight, if you don’t mind
This time I won’t fight
I just can’t find a good reason to die for you
A good reason for you
A good reason to die for you