Alfonso Signorini (Eroe Nazionale)

It was designed by the elite
Against the crimes of the highest state officials
A sentient being, highly provocative
Refined and totally unexpected
Stands tall to lead the nation
On the path to a more fitting future
Fighting inflation, with a low-interest mortgage
Great for cleaning up the grime
But who will save us?
From bankers, from politicians, from the deficit
From the crisis, from aliens, from the Mayans
From shady characters in the city
There's Alfonso Signorini

[Fedez]
Here where even a newsstand guy can be a journalist
I go to protests with my stylist by my side
I’ve got a rebel soul but a reality star face
But is a cultured man just a gym rat?
Yet you take paychecks from a broke loser
This year, the trend is the unemployed man
And blue stands out to the state police
And for the protesters? There’s the leopard-print helmet
And you can’t miss out on luxury for the few
The new glittery pink baton!
Running from the cops is like jogging
A great way to keep those glutes tight
And for the ladies, just a bit of makeup
But with tear gas, it all runs down
Looking for company? Always feeling alone?
There’s the Padano, man’s best friend
This year’s color is hope green
Perfect as a representative scarf
No knockoffs and holes in your stockings
The crisis should be faced with a touch of elegance

[Elio]
In the United States, they have Captain America
But everyone gets what they deserve
Fighting the bosses, fighting the Freemasons
And never pairing a beige shirt with brown jeans
At night, the terror of drug dealers
And those who don’t dress in style
With a Prada scarf and a new car
He’s arrived in town
Alfonso Signorini

[Fedez]
Want smooth skin? Slap on some Nivea
Poverty is key for keeping that figure
Room with a toilet in the bedroom and a hot chick in bed
Sweet chick with a toilet in the bedroom
Who runs Italy might have lost their license
But here you can’t talk to the driver
Get your lips done and then stitch them up forever
Surgically remove your brain
The new trend is adopting kids from Africa
And celebrating Easter in the heart of Afghanistan
I send a text to the earthquake victims
You can get a ringtone for free
Those in politics and those who deal
More or less have the same face
Like Europe that encourages us
And then pisses in our canteen
And the budget doesn’t balance
Here it feels like absolute monarchy
And you’ve got skin like an orange peel
That if I touch, juice comes out.