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In principio era il verbo, gerundio, Innuendo

Il giocoliere dei pianeti in pieno allenamento

Creò la terra fragile come quella degli Yes

Leggenda come Bob nel Very Best

Poi l’uomo e la donna nudi, two virgins

Nove mesi e l’ostetrica «su spingi»

Dal piacere sconosciuto e condiviso

Il mio cuore pulsa come la pulsar dei Joy Division

Il parto nella piscina è andato bene, sai

Ci ho trovato pure il dollaro di Nevermind

Per i fumetti il primo dei miei tragitti

Signora Janis mi dia le strips di Cheap Thrills

In classe mangio una banana che mi dà

Quindici minuti di notorietà: Underground, Velvet

Foto di gruppo ma non vedrai rappers

La mia scuola si chiama Sergeant Pepper’s

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I was born and I grew up

I was dead under the cover

I raise my head and I realize

That all my life was on a cover

Crescere diventa una tortura come col voodoo

Ho gli occhi del ragazzino di War U2

Meno sognanti, più disillusi, più tristi

Il mondo mi dà le spalle come Bruce Springsteen

Paura del buio che non cede

Demoni sugli alberi come gli Iron Maiden

Nella dannata adolescenza che ora mi dipinge

Come un cazzone con i jeans, Sticky Fingers

Tutto ciò che so

È che bramo il microfono dell’Eminem Show

Suonare musica per le masse

Da casse rosse come quelle dei Depeche Mode

Fare concerti così fighi che li rivedrei

Tra rock e circo Doors Strange Days

Hot Rats, capelli ricci, da dove sbuchi?

Non lo so ma sono esploso, Green Day Dookie

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I was born and I grew up

I was dead under the cover

I raise my head and I realize

That all my life was on a cover

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Cover over me

Gli adulti sono grassi e malinconici

Spesso prendono granchi più dei Prodigy

Ma io mi spezzerei la schiena in ogni kermesse

Pur di fare un passo avanti come i Madness

Ho un bel sound, ma poi lo perdo

E passo l’estate a dar da mangiare alle capre Pet Sounds

Infelice mi imbarco in uno di questi boeing

Che si schianterà pilotato dai Beastie Boys

E infatti perde quota e qui rischio

L’espressione è il primo disco dei King Crimson

Mi metto a pregare

Ma dall'84 il mio angelo è fuori a fumare con i Van Halen

Casomai mi cercaste

Sono tra le carcasse di Master Of Puppets

Come uno spettro veglierò su di voi

Dalla faccia oscura della luna dei Pink Floyd

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I was born and I grew up

I was dead under the cover

I raise my head and I realize

That all my life was on a cover

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Cover over me

In the beginning was the verb, gerund, Innuendo

The juggler of the planets in full training

He created the earth as fragile as that of Yes

Legend like Bob in the Very Best

Then the naked man and woman, two virgins

Nine months and the midwife "on push"

From unknown and shared pleasure

My heart beats like the Joy Division pulsar

The birth in the pool went well, you know

I also found the Nevermind dollar there

For comics, the first of my journeys

Mrs. Janis give me the Cheap Thrills strips

In class I eat a banana that he gives me

Fifteen minutes of fame: Underground, Velvet

Group photo but you won't see rappers

My school is called Sergeant Pepper's

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I was born and I grew up

I was dead under the cover

I raise my head and I realize

That all my life was on a cover

Growing up becomes torture like voodoo

I have the eyes of the little boy from War U2

Less dreamy, more disillusioned, sadder

The world has its back to me like Bruce Springsteen

Fear of the dark that does not yield

Demons in the trees like the Iron Maiden

In the damned adolescence that now paints me

Like a dick in jeans, Sticky Fingers

All I know

It's just that I crave the microphone of the Eminem Show

Playing music for the masses

From red coffers like those of Depeche Mode

Doing gigs that are so cool I would see them again

Between rock and circus Doors Strange Days

Hot Rats, curly hair, where do you come from?

I don't know but I blew up, Green Day Dookie

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I was born and I grew up

I was dead under the cover

I raise my head and I realize

That all my life was on a cover

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Cover over me

Adults are fat and melancholy

They often catch more crabs than Prodigies

But I would break my back at any event

To take a step forward like Madness

I have a nice sound, but then I lose it

And I spend the summer feeding Pet Sounds goats

Unhappy I board one of these boeings

Which will crash piloted by the Beastie Boys

And in fact it loses altitude and here I risk

Expression is King Crimson's first album

I start praying

But since 1984 my angel has been out smoking with the Van Halens

In case you were looking for me

They are among the carcasses of Master Of Puppets

Like a ghost I will watch over you

From the dark face of the Pink Floyd moon

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I was born and I grew up

I was dead under the cover

I raise my head and I realize

That all my life was on a cover

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Cover over me