L'esercito del selfie (feat. Lorenzo Fragola & Arisa)

Do you remember the moon on Saturday night?
I mean the real one, I mean the real one
Do you remember the stars and the Twin Towers?
The ones that no longer exist, the ones that no longer exist

And if I talk to you about soccer and if I play the banjo a bit
You say I'm depressed, that I don't fit in, that I smell rotten
But if I take you to the woods you tell me to take you downtown
Because there's no field there, then you go crazy like the last time

We are the selfie army, those who tan with their iPhones
But we no longer have contacts, just likes on another post

Mmh, but I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
I miss you in flesh and bone
I miss you on the list
Of things I don't have, I don't have, I don't have

Do you remember Saturday night?
I mean the dark one, I mean the dark one
Do you remember people running in their underwear?
They say they no longer exist, they say they no longer exist

And if I talk to you about sex, paper, scissors, or rock?
They say I'm depressed, that I don't fit in, that I smell rotten
But if I take you to the park you tell me to take you downtown
Because there's no field there, then you go crazy like the last time

We are the selfie army, those who tan with their iPhones
But we no longer have contacts, just likes on another post

Mmh, but I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
I miss you in flesh and bone (I miss you in flesh and bone)
I miss you on the list (I miss you on the list)
Of things I don't have, I don't have, I don't have (I don't have)

We are the selfie army, those who tan with their iPhones
But we no longer have contacts, just likes on another post

Mmh, but I miss you, I miss you, I miss you
I miss you in flesh and bone (I miss you in flesh and bone)
I miss you on the list (I miss you on the list)
Of things I don't have, I don't have, I don't have (I don't have)