Mister I.D.G.A.F. Lyrics
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Album | Lost in Wonderland(1989) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Thrash Metal |
Labels | Metal Master Records |
Album rating : 70 / 100
Votes : 1
Votes : 1
1. Mister I.D.G.A.F. (6:16)
“This is a mirror of our indifference - small if it’s against our body, if it’s against our fellows...”
This is the story of a man
Black man for your soul, black man within
He makes you feel free with a cigarette
He makes vanish your fear if you drink some whiskey
He says, “Don’t fucking care, enjoy your life”
Then, then he’ll cry
Then, when the lungs are black
Then, he’s the first one crying
Then, when the liver is mushy
Now every cure is useless
Now you’re praying to God
Now that your liver is mushy
Now that your lungs are black
He’s the one building reactors
He makes chemical experiments for the pleasure of some purses
He pollutes the seas, “The oceans are so big, don’t care”
He puts power gas in the air, polluted with radioactive waste
He makes you saw at your own branch, forget what the future will bring
Then, then he’ll cry
Then, when a reactor has a breakdown
Then he’s the first one crying
Then, when the sea is boiling
Now, when there’s nothing to repair
Now that the air is a poisonous gas
Now that the rivers are a stinking backwater
Now you’re trying apologies
Later the understanding will come when the Reaper laughs at you
Later the understanding needs some dead bodies, needs a catastrophe
Later, it’s not the day after to determine your destiny, it’s the present when you create your death
Later, you damn the solutions, but it’s already too late
Later the understanding will come when the Reaper laughs at you
Later the understanding needs some dead bodies, needs a catastrophe
Later, it’s not the day after to determine your destiny, it’s the present when you create your death
Later, you damn the solutions, but it’s already too late
You can meet him everywhere, everyday
As a simple dealer of war-games or as a dealer of drugs
He sells arms to the Third World and causes genocide
He says, “I know it’s wrong, what I do,
But when I stop there will be others doing the same”
Then, then he’ll cry
Then, when a reactor has a breakdown
Then he’s the first one crying
Then, when the sea is boiling
Now, when there’s nothing to repair
Now that the air is a poisonous gas
Now that the rivers are a stinking backwater
Now you’re trying apologies
This is the story of a man
Black man for your soul, black man within
He makes you feel free with a cigarette
He makes vanish your fear if you drink some whiskey
He says, “Don’t fucking care, enjoy your life”
Then, then he’ll cry
Then, when the lungs are black
Then, he’s the first one crying
Then, when the liver is mushy
Now every cure is useless
Now you’re praying to God
Now that your liver is mushy
Now that your lungs are black
He’s the one building reactors
He makes chemical experiments for the pleasure of some purses
He pollutes the seas, “The oceans are so big, don’t care”
He puts power gas in the air, polluted with radioactive waste
He makes you saw at your own branch, forget what the future will bring
Then, then he’ll cry
Then, when a reactor has a breakdown
Then he’s the first one crying
Then, when the sea is boiling
Now, when there’s nothing to repair
Now that the air is a poisonous gas
Now that the rivers are a stinking backwater
Now you’re trying apologies
Later the understanding will come when the Reaper laughs at you
Later the understanding needs some dead bodies, needs a catastrophe
Later, it’s not the day after to determine your destiny, it’s the present when you create your death
Later, you damn the solutions, but it’s already too late
Later the understanding will come when the Reaper laughs at you
Later the understanding needs some dead bodies, needs a catastrophe
Later, it’s not the day after to determine your destiny, it’s the present when you create your death
Later, you damn the solutions, but it’s already too late
You can meet him everywhere, everyday
As a simple dealer of war-games or as a dealer of drugs
He sells arms to the Third World and causes genocide
He says, “I know it’s wrong, what I do,
But when I stop there will be others doing the same”
Then, then he’ll cry
Then, when a reactor has a breakdown
Then he’s the first one crying
Then, when the sea is boiling
Now, when there’s nothing to repair
Now that the air is a poisonous gas
Now that the rivers are a stinking backwater
Now you’re trying apologies
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Lost in Wonderland - Album Credits
Members
- Gino Pecoraro : Vocals, Guitars
- Ciro : Guitars, Bass
- Giovanni : Drums