Propaganda

My life is full of problems
And I dive headfirst into them
These days full of commitments
I should learn to keep up with the pace
I drive around, I move alone
Without means, it's better, or rather worse
Immigrants steal jobs
Italians steal parking spots

At the office, my boss treats me
As if he had never seen me before
He calls me Riccardo, but I'm Fabrizio
So I even lose self-esteem
He complains and says: Too many taxes
I have to fire you, goodbye, see you
We need someone to save the country
So I could live in peace, let's hope

What's going on out there? Let me show you how it's done
Holy imagination, I lost the keys to the city
Magical elections, we're champions at making promises
I spend the winter keeping you in line, I look for summer down here in the city

And so yes, propaganda, propaganda
There's nothing more that I need
And so yes, propaganda, propaganda
The answer to every question of yours

Finally someone who speaks for me
Who knows what I feel
Finally someone who thinks about people
And gives me a job
Who promises to let me sleep peacefully
In all these nights
Finally someone who seems honest to me
Among so many corrupt
Someone who resembles me
Who speaks my language on TV
Who defends all those values
Italian, like family
Someone like me who doesn't act superior
Who respects those in uniform
Even if Italy is a bit divided
Attention, look, here he comes, hooray

What's going on out there? Let me show you how it's done
Holy imagination, I lost the keys to the city
Magical elections, we're champions at making promises
I spend the winter keeping you in line, I look for summer down here in the city

And so yes, propaganda, propaganda
There's nothing more that I need
And so yes, propaganda, propaganda
The answer to every question of yours

Years have passed and everything is still the same as before
I'm still without a job and with even less self-esteem
I turn on the TV, a politician speaks, seems interesting, let's listen for a bit
He makes a thousand promises, people watch him, sure, I'll vote for him next time

And so yes, propaganda, propaganda
There's nothing more that I need
And so yes, propaganda, propaganda
The answer to every question of yours

But what big eyes I have (oh-oh)
What a nice sweatshirt I have (oh-oh)
What a nice smile I have (oh-oh)
You can't say no to me (oh-oh)
And so yes, propaganda, propaganda
Propaganda, propaganda