Dirty feet
Appino, Massimiliano “Ufo” Schiavelli, Karim Qqru, Brian Ritchie
[Testo di "Dirty feet"]
[Strofa 1]
Heretical poetry and italian wine
Please take me away from the modern times
Freedom means nothing when you're out of luck
But nothing is freedom if you loose attack
[Ritornello]
I have dirty feet, I have dirty feet
And got nowhere to go
I have dirty feet laying on the street
And a smile on my face
[Strofa 2]
I got a million people inside my head
A thousand are dead and the rest feel bad
But nothing can hurt me, I'm not working today
Freedom means nothing on such a sunny day
[Ritornello]
I have dirty feet, I have dirty feet
And got nowhere to go
I have dirty feet laying on the street
And a smile on my face