Del Rocca lyrics

Artist  : Acid Drinkers 
Song : Del Rocca



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Certainly Rocca in his stinkin' uniform

 Settles matters with Chianti, sitting in La
Scala

 Scrawling on a piece of the wall, stresses it
word by word

 He sells pills to dirty imbeciles.

 He sets off, lookin' for viruses

 So that his easy hand makes the strings sound

 He says: "I believe, but not
everyone"

 He talked with an acid head, flyin' home.

 Rocca counts stars or looks inside the soul

 He's going to give a nipper for the old
Europe

 He congeals in silence, just like a rock,

 When from the heights speaks to him miss
Bush.

 He prowls in the mountains, escapes bears

 He watches France from the top of a hill

 He stinks and says: "I f... the
bottle,"

 Too often he shoots at people and strikes at his
skull!

 Rocca repels the attacks of gloomy sad fools,

 He... makes their souls so happy

 He says, when it ends, for sure he'll come
here

 To make an exception: to shoot at you, at
you!

 He cannot understand, the Junta hate him,

 Rocca haunts policemen with a rubber banana,

 He's organisin' the flock and bringin' crates of
beer

 His lady's reprimandin' him, no, no, no,

 Rocca got too much!!!

 He's like steel, hard like a motherf...er,

 But he's gonna live not long,

 Wake up sucker!