Curre Curre Guagliò
99 Posse
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One day like many but certainly not for someone
Someone who for days months years has been fighting
Against those who are turning this state into a cage
Repressing, listen carefully, I say repressing
Those who alone denounce and fight these scoundrels
And know well what marginalization means
Exactly how much it costs to love a social center
Workshop 99
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Hear these words of hate and also of love
Like a click of handcuffs tight on wrists inside a cell
Boy
Makes more noise in your heart than an electoral rally
Boy
If a satisfied need you are sure you can't go wrong
Boy
Worth more than a nice jacket is a cell phone
Boy
So this is the moment and you have to overcome it
Because you like it or you hate it and it's time to occupy
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You can live a whole life like frontier cops
In a neutral country, years lost waiting
For something, someone, fate or why not death
But tranquility, so much care to find it
Yes, stability, an honest staying afloat
Is of a fragility, boy
Is of a fragility, boy
Maybe a junkie dying right under your balcony
Maybe an unexpected weight gain
Maybe a sudden firing by the boss
Maybe a laugh in the face of a cop
I don't know well, I can't say where that warmth comes from
But I know it burns, it burns and trembles
It transforms your life, you can't explain it
A sort of apparent illogicality
Makes you live a life that for others is absurdity
But you're doing the right thing, that warmth told you
It burns in your chest, it's hate moved by love
By love, boy
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So many beatings taken
So many beatings taken
So many beatings but so many beatings
But so many beatings taken
So many beatings taken
So many beatings taken
So many beatings but so many beatings
But a good one we gave
Another social center occupied
Another social center occupied
And now why the hell are you kicking us out
Another social center occupied
Another social center occupied
And now why the hell are you kicking us out
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Because first you put bombs and then you want me
And you put your hands around my neck if you ask why
Mom, the guards at home will have to see
And a popular space is not good because
Because it's countercultural or I don't know why
It breaks the balls of too many people, but then why
You can annoy me and I can annoy you too
My nerves are getting on edge and I know it's good because
Because I'm fed up with you, only you will see
Imagine hearing what the king has to say to me
Shit of forty years of power because
People are hungry and you make them shit on you
And you send me the cop who evicts me
But the baton is not enough, now I tell you no more
Because you can't hurt me anymore, I've learned to care
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