Eroe

"Let me tell you the true story of Luigi from Bicocche,
a contemporary hero to whom we all owe our freedom."

Nice to meet you, Luigi from Bicocche
Under the sun, I’m a bricklayer, and I’m busting my knuckles.
When I was young, my idol was actor Dennis Hopper
Who in Easy Rider rode the world on a chopper.
Instead, I spend my nights in a karaoke bar,
If you want to find me, I’m tempted by the video poker,
but the bill’s piling up, and that machine wants my blood
..a perfect subject for Bram Stoker.
You know nothing about the life of workers,
I tighten my budget and say goodbye to the butchers.
I don’t have piggy banks, like a sheikh from Dubai,
and I’d almost donate my eight per thousand to SNAI.
I’m easy prey for loan sharks, but I push them away,
I’m not Al Pacino, I don’t get high on pachinko.
I don’t scratch, I don’t win, I don’t drink in bingo halls,
Little by little, I convince myself that I

am a hero, because I fight every hour. I’m a hero because I’m fighting for my pension.
I’m a hero because I protect my loved ones from the hands of the hitmen of the loan sharks.
I’m a hero because I survive the grind. I’m an extraordinary hero every night.
I’m a hero, and I’ll show you. I’ll show you what I can do with my superpower.

My salary’s been cut in half or I’m getting fired,
At any age, I’m already out of the market.
...if I were a 93-year-old ex-SS, I’d work in my lawyer’s office,
instead, I come home exhausted at night, mouth all messed up,
like concrete in a cement mixer.
I’m broke, I’m in the red, and my account’s overdrawn,
so I can stay true to my flag.
Come on, go see in jail, how many temp workers,
have turned to shady deals,
when you’re starving, you make various enemies,
if you’re not named Savoia, forget house arrest.
You end up in the hands of loan sharks, you feed on what you find if you insist on rummaging through trash.
..neither Spider-Man, nor Rocky, nor Rambo or the like
would do what I do for my kids, I’m a hero.

There are more ways to make money, I could turn to fraud,
and screw the dead out of their money like a banker in Lodi.
Some have ditched the conservatory for Montecitorio,
There, pianists get paid more than Adrien Brody.
I keep going, and my mind’s getting hazy,
I’m about to lose it like I’m in a call center.
I live in room 237, but I won’t slice my family up because I’m a hero."