Wops Still Thrash Lyrics

Two years ago we told you our vicissitudes

More than CD's we were selling our bermudas

We were without a deal

Without shoes and without meal

Madam Min cleaned cupfuls my "everyday" was awful

Skeleton left us to philosophize

Jorgy get back to play his ho-hum borin' craze

But nothing disheartened us, neither to be halved

So Rob bore hours of bike to get Rod join the band

Despite Jerico's threats he started to thrash

What do you fear to rest in briefs without dress?

Ten ill-fated years and then we found a worldwide deal

We didn't believe it: a dream becomin' real

Roland won great slam and entered Hyades

But seeing him on stage we said "who fuck is this?"

Skeleton smelt the smell of outcomes

Reborn the posse of dead brains 'n' broken bones

Wops still thrash

It seems we play it well also without mandolino

Torre di Pisa, piazza San Marco

And the

Wops still thrash

No pizza, no mafia, no soccer

No Moggi, no Totti, no pasta

Wops still thrash

Touring across Europe on a ramshackle van

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But the

Wops still thrash

Back home we'll find our bosses angry

For our absence from work

Lose your illusions and abuse theirs

Delay by delay the album goes out on it's way

No fucking thing of course can go right

Clearing CDs through Customs has been a mortal fight

Rip-offs are ready to skin this band

Never bend forward and always look at your back

Nothing brings us down, we are alive and well

This album kick ass, we're gonna raise hell

Wops still thrash

It seems we play it well also without mandolino

Torre di Pisa, piazza San Marco

And the

Wops still thrash

No pizza, no mafia, no soccer

No Moggi, no Totti, no pasta

Wops still thrash

Touring across Europe on a ramshackle van

Without a motherfuckin' cent

But the

Wops still thrash

Back home we'll find our bosses angry

For our absence from work