Figlio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda? [1]
Hm? You think you're cool, right? Hm? Hm? When you kicked out people [out of] your house
I tell you this, one of three Americans die of cancer, you know? Asshole. You're gonna be one of those.
I [don't have the] courage to kick your ass directly. Don't have enough courage for that, I could, you know.
You know you're gonna have another accident? You know I'm involved with black magic? Fuck you. Die. Bastard. You think you're so cool, hm? Asshole.
And if I ever see your fucking face around, In Europe or Italy, Well I'll -- That time I'm gonna kick your ass. Fuck you. Fucking Americans, Yankee. You're gonna die outta cancer, I promise.
[Bang bang / Deep pain]
No one does what you did to me. You wanna know something? Fuck you. I want your balls smashed, eat shit. Bastard.
Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana. [2] I hope somebody in your family dies soon.
Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai a sucare cazzi su un aereo! [3]
[1] Son of a bitch, do you know you are a piece of shit? [2] Piece of shit, son of a bitch. [3] Die, piece of shit, and go suck dicks on a plane!
By Focownage ;)
Compositores: Adam Thomas Jones (Tool) (ASCAP), Daniel Edwin Carey (Tool) (ASCAP), Justin Gunner Chancellor (Tool) (ASCAP), Maynard James Keenan (James H Keenan) (ASCAP)Editores: BMG Rights Administration Us LLC (ASCAP), Toolshed Music (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #12251578 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM