P i k n i k   I n   T h e   B o m b s

( A l e s s a n d r o   R a g a z z o n   -   S t e f a n o   C a t t a n e o )


When it’s Sunday mornin’
I wanna have a little fun
You know I work six days a week
Sweatin’ in the sun
Today I watch the TV news
And I see something I can’t loose
So I pack my car
And bring a little booze


We got meat & fish
And a little barbeque
We can eat & drink
Watching something new
We don’t care where they come from
We don’t care what they are for
There’s no danger here for us
Tourists of the war

Piknik in the bombs
Piknik in the bombs
With my wife and kids I got my
Piknik in the bombs
Piknik in...
I’m so happy here with my
Piknik in the bombs . . .