ed by the girls
They had to live alone, going adrift
Unlucky jailbirds, they couldn't escape
And spent all their money for playing

Persecuted by misfortune
Sad but proud till the end

Chorus: NEURODELIRI
NEURODELIRI

Nobody knows the song they recorded
Nobody felt their madness
Today is too late, the leader has left
This meaningless world forever

Filled by desperation
Sad but proud till the end


Minkions
The hall has been crowded, they are checking the lights
A gaggle of children excited tonight
I'm drunk, I'm bored , I don't want to stay

Babies and chicks, who's making that noise?
The sound of a roost, I don't hear a voice
Cackle gets loud, the band's gonna play

Looking to the stage I see some "Minkions" dancing
I drain another beer... I don't like their cool faces
They play the rotten guys, they are just "cool" and "romantic"
A good fraud for the fans who seek the "look neglected"

Here Minkions
Here you got: Minkions
You can touch: Minkions
You can love: Minkions, Minkions' band!

The show is very boirng , I just want to sleep
While babies together are singing their hit
The sound of a church, I listen.... they pray

Worship the Minkions, their gods for tonight
Moshin' new fashion, they play the rough fight
Minkions agree, that's their good way

Gig's near to the end, that's gonna stop my nightmare
Groopies are gettin' wet, they are moving to the backstage
Minkions are too tired, the roadies substitute them
Their manager decides, they cannot touch their fan girls

There: Minkions
There they sleep: Minkions
You can't touch: Minkions
You can't love: Minkions
You can't get: Minkions
You can't see: Minkions
Cause they sleep: Minkions
Cause they are: Minkions

MINKIONS BAND!


We are.....Italian
The members of this fuckin' band
Fell into disgrace
We were all persuaded
We were born in the wrong place
We were not born to lose
But we must live here
In this fuckin' sunny country
We will never see around
Blond girls to chase as well
Tall girls with big tits
We don't like the nice colours
We don't like the black hairs
But the italian squat girls
Pretend to be like madonna
And they are looking so disgusting
We are gonna puke in their face

Red wine
Only remained
To spend a good time
Living this place
Being exiled
That's how we feel
We have to admit it
We are..... italian

When the summer time comes
Turists come to visit
Something like ten years ago
Blond girls came alone
All the dirty shaggy stallions
Were ready to attack
Now you find them everywhere
Fuck Off!
False romantic and disgusting
They pollute our land
Everytime we go abroad
We are considered like them
Can't avoid to be confused
Can't avoid to be refused
But I think today it's too late
All this shit will remain

Fool man
Reading this song
You won't understand
I'm laughin' alone
Cause this fuckin' place
Maybe it's the best
I like to admit it
We are..... italian


Art of Deception
The great deceiver related before
Could be "the man who saves"
For every man and every group
He has got a lot of different namens

Chorus: Blind till death
Art of deception prevails
Man do accept
All the baits they have to reject

You can recognize him, by his behaviour
He doesn't let people choose
But in the end you can easily realize
This bastard will never die

Chorus: Blind till death
Art of deception prevails
Man do accept
All the baits they have to reject


Ilona had been Elected
Ilona the porn star
Had been elected
The greatest surprise
Of our last suffrage
Thousands of maniacs
Voted for her
Cause they were disappointed
After brothel repression

Chorus: Tonight! The witch has been recalled
Returned to shock the world
Disgrace! There was no control
Italy "the shame"!

She replied: "I'm not a shame"
"If you compare me with other"
"Parliament's members who are known to be"
"Thieves and merchants of death"
"Criminals"
"Hypocritists"
"Drug sellers"
She'll never die

All TV news
From Japan to the States
Reported the event
Never happened before
Magazines and papers
Did not deny
Two of three pages
To the scandal of the year


Chorus: Tonight! The witch has been recalled
Returned to shock the world
Disgrace! There was no control
Italy "the shame"!

Now she sells thousands copies
Of her last productions (the last with John Holmes)
It seems she doesn't care
About the money she get
She's a witch
She's a star
She's the big
She'll never die

She has got a lot of enemies
Like all the witches
Burnt and persecuted
In the past
She's alive
Got several names
But the spirit inside
Is always the same


Chorus: Tonight! The witch has been recalled
Returned to shock the world
Disgrace! There was no control
Italy "the shame"!

The man living with her
Died of AIDS just few weeks ago
She's persecuted by fate
She never surrenders, she loves sex
No protect
No prevent
No plastic
She'll never die


Impotence
Yesterday said be felt pain in his head
Now he's too nervous, he's stiff in his bed
One day he's drunk, another is tired
He fails all days: he must be impotent
She feels disdain or maybe compassion
It doesn't matter the kind of reaction
She won't forgive him, she won't try again
Cause he fails all days: he must be impotent

He cannot simmulate
Like her: she's so safe
He must proove the truth
No bullshit, no excuse

Chorus: Failed stallion, where's your strenght?
Are you pretty? Are you tall?
It makes no difference, you are condemned
Cause you are: "Mezza sega"
Failed stallion you are lost
Your pride and your good fame
She won, then she said
You are: "Mezza sega"

Too many troubles I see in the facts
The bad situation when she rejects
You've gotta find out a way to be great
The italian men remained with no strenght
Know a good trick, I'm not gonna tell
They have no problems, they know how to move
And girl will return: I can swear she's satisfied

Just ask Cicciolina
She will show you the way
You'll be full of women
And you won't remain a

Chorus: Failed stallion, where's your strenght?
Are you pretty? Are you tall?
It makes no difference, you are condemned
Cause you are: "Mezza sega"
Failed stallion you are lost
Your pride and your good fame
She won, then she said
You are: "Mezza sega"


Mors Tua Vita Mea
Rule of mother nature is killing to survive
That's why ancient romans did not justify
Their cruel and violent everyday style of life
No excuse for their bloody sacrifice

Christian age meant the desappearance of this
Noble saying, substituted by frauds

New mentality came from pharesees
It will terminate the life of roman eve
Worst hypocrisy especially with poors and blacks
False democracy hidden beside their flag

Charity couldn't hide their aggressive aims
Jesuits saved their dirty face


Willful Death/You'll Be Recalled
You choose your own way
Deciding to leave
Great and pure musician
You've never been corrupted
You played what you liked
No looking for success
You played your best
And we won't forget your

WILLFUL DEATH
Not to be condamned

You gave the name to the band
And now we play for you
Maybe you won't listen
The song dedicated to (you)
But the most important fact
Is that your spirit lives
I know there was nothing to do
That's why we will respect you

WILLFUL DEATH
We'll remember

Proud of your life, noble defy
You didn't fear your end
You didn't care, you will survive
You'll be the guide of your band

Knight of death
You won't return
Shut in your room
You died

Under the ground you don't hear the sound
Of people crying for you
They shouldn't cry, they shouldn't weep
Cause you have decided to be

Knight of death
You'll be recalled
Don't forget
Your band