S t a r r y   E y e 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 )


Early this morning
Got a buzz in my head
The news are storming
From the radio up there
Beware of commies
The Dow Jones is red
The bombs are falling
But no one seems to care

They talk about money
And nothing else
They kill the animals
The fun at its best
The poors are dyin’
And the rich is getting fat
Fashion and cars
For this nation of deads

Lookin’ out my window
I’m seeing no way out
All around my future
There’s a cloud
So I stay here
Feeling like a child
And I’m gonna scream now
Starry eyes and cry

Watchin’ the TV
They say all is well
But it’s damn sure
We are going to hell
The party is sold
And the unions get lost
Nothing is important
When your team plays at home

I’ve got enough
Of this " Good Look " or die
I’ve got enough
Of their old friendly smiles
Don’t want no smart bombs
No spot in prime time
Just wanna make a big disaster of mine