What I'm going to tell you is the true story of Luigi delle Bicocche,
a contemporary hero to whom we all owe our freedomÂ
Pleasure, Luigi delle Bicocche
Under the sun I'm a bricklayer and I crack my knuckles.
When I was young, my myth was the actor Dennis Hopper
Who in Easy Rider toured the world aboard a chopper
Instead I spend the night in a karaoke bar,
if you want to find me there, tempted by video poker
but the account is languishing and that machine wants my blood
..a perfect subject for Bram Stroker
What do you know about the life of workers
/>I tighten up on expenses and goodbye butchers
I have no piggy banks, like a sheik of Dubai
And I would like to donate eight per thousand to SNAI
I am bread for loan sharks but I reject them
I don't do Al Pacino, I don't do pacinko
I don't scratch, I don't win, I don't waste/ in the bingo halls/
Little by little I convince myself/ that I
am a hero, because I fight all the hours. I'm a hero because I fight for my pension
I'm a hero because I protect my loved ones from the hands of the tie dealers' assassins
I'm a hero because I survive the profession. I'm an amazing hero every night
I'm a hero and I'll show it to you. I'll show you what I can do with my super power
Halved salary or I get fired
At any age I'm already out of business
If I were a ninety-three year old ex-SS I would work in my lawyer's office
instead I come home destroyed in the evening, my mouth sticky
like concrete in a cement mixer
I'm broke I'm going broke and my account is in the red
so I can stay faithful to my flag < br/>Come on, go and see in prison, how many precarious workers have gone to bad business
When you starve, you make various enemies, if your name isn't Savoy, forget about house arrest
You end up in the hands of loan sharks, you feed on what you find if you persist in rummaging through baskets
..neither Spider-Man nor Rocky, nor Rambo nor the like
would do what I do for my children, I am a hero.
There are more ways to make money, I could turn to fraud
And screw the money of the dead like a banker in Lodi
There are those who have abandoned the conservatory for Montecitorio
The pianists there are more paid than Adrien Brody
I keep going and my mind is clouding
I'm about to go crazy like in a call center
I live in room 237 but I won't let my family slices because I'm a hero.

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