Vesuvio

If you climb or if you climb on a broomstick
If death is a death that can tremble
Mountain made of lava and ash
You hold in your hands this half life of mine
Whether it's a bunch of houses or a bunch of jail
where you're locked from morning till night
you're the purgatory of all these people
who live in shacks and die of hunger

whether we smoke or we don't smoke, it makes noise
the fire that brings you into the heart
when the sky gets dark at night
the memory of you scares us
whoever lives with you, you don't care
if you go crazy, you're really crazy
the only truth for everyone
would be what was
but then where do we go, before it's day
after all this fire and lava takes us all
in the middle of the street
(instrumental)
whoever lives with you, you don't care
if you go crazy, you're really crazy
the only truth for everyone
would be what was