Woorden:
De Italiaan

Don't want to be a Canadian idiot Don?t want to be some beer swillin' hockey nut And do I look like some frostbitten hosehead? I never learned my alphabet

M'appari tutt' amor, Lionel's aria from Martha M'appari tutt' amor; il mio sguardo l'incontr?? bella si che il mio cor ansioso a lei vol??;

I ain't no christian or no born again saint I ain't no cowboy or marxist d.a. I ain't no criminal or reverend cripple from the right I am just your average

I'm waiting for my man Got 26 dollars in my hand Up to lexington 125 Feelin' sick and dirty Huh, I'm waiting for my man Hey white boy, what you doin'

I've declared a truce, so stop your fighting The marshall is in town I won't put up with no big mouth yapping At least not while I'm around This is my

Satellite's gone up to the skies Things like that drive me out of my mind I watched it for a little while I like to watch things on TV Satellite of love

Standing on the corner Suitcase is in my hand Jack is in his corset, and Jane is in her vest I'm in a rock 'n' roll band Ridin' in a Stutz bear cat,

White light goin' messin' up my mind Don't you know, it's gonna make me go blind White heat, goin' down to my toes Lord have mercy, white light had it

The times we had Oh when the wind would blow with rain and snow Were not all bad We put our feet just where they had, had to go Never to go The shattered