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1985-'95 ORGOGLIO PER LE TUE PASSIONI

1985-'95

From english streeets to italian ones

From Germany to France

Trough Belgium and Holland

I met a lot of Kids

Many clever Kids

Other confused

But I can't judge

Many in these years vanished in the air

Maybe defeated by themselves

Others still on the street

I met Skins and Punks

Rebels, boys and girls

All bored with this world

That doesn't want to change

10 YEARS ON THE STREET

10 YEARS WITH THE KIDS

10 YEARS OF PASSIONS

I remember when Punk

Was on everybody's mouth

Than days of shit came:

Not attitudy but stupidity!

Politics and violence to demonstrate things

That in reality have nothing to do with

It was great to start from a town like Savona

To receive letters from all over the world

And be understood by the Kids

We are accused of absurdity

By people who don't know us

It' hard to say right or wrong

If you aren't there

10 YEARS ON THE STREET

10 YEARS WITH THE KIDS

10 YEARS OF PASSIONS

I met rebels who believed to newspaper

I saw Kids with the same feeling

Sing and sweat together

Newspapers tells lies

The Kids are confused

They hhate you without have never seen your concerts

Only you can help yourself

Only you have solutions

All people want to change

But it's not necessary the exasperations

It's hard to understand

And I know it could confuse

Trust and faith are only words

Always remember who you are and what you want!

10 YEARS ON THE STREET

10 YEARS WITH THE KIDS

10 YEARS OF PASSIONS

NEVER STOP YOU

If you have something in wich trust

They will never stop you

A way of life to follow

You'll remain forever young

We'll go away kicking and loughing

Like we come, nothing more

Voice by voice Street by street

Our spirit will never die

We'll go away kicking and loughing

Like we come, nothing more

Voice by voice Street by street

Our spirit will never die

WE ARE STILL MANY

We are still here and many

Proud to fight

They will not fuck us so easily

Our army doesn't belong to anyone else

But only to ourselves

Many feel the passion

Suffering and desolation

There are many without a name

But with the wisdom

Others so full of hate

Are destroying themselves

Freedom so wasted!

THERE IS ONE IN EVERY QUARTER

THERE IS ONE IN EVERY STREET

THERE IS ONE IN EVERY COUNTRY

THERE IS ONE IN VERY TOWN

We are still many

THERE IS ONE IN EVERY QUARTER

THERE IS ONE IN EVERY STREET

THERE IS ONE IN EVERY CORNER

THERE IS ONE IN EVERYTOWN

Rebels with a cause, they want to stay free

THERE IS ONE IN EVERYONE OF US

ONE IN EVERYONE OF US

ONE IN EVERYONE OF US

NO NOVELTIES

At the end of the road what ever ther will be

They didn't give us any security

Do you know what we are eating and what we are breathing?

The real value of being?

A father works for his sons

For a future that there never will be

Do you know by any chance why we're here?

Or what will happen tomorrow!

I'VE NOT NOVELTIES

I'VE NO NEWS

ONLY HOPES AND HARDSHIPS

Do you know by any chance how it will end?

Or what will do those ones we votes?

Do you have a solution to stop the world?

Or the war that you watch from your coforytable sofa

At the end of the road what ever there will be

They didn't give us any security

Do you know by any chance why we are here

Or what will it happen tomorrow

I'VE NOT NOVELTIES

I'VE NO NEWS

ONLY HOPES AND HARDSHIPS

IF THE KIDS ARE UNITED