No, no,
no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no,
no, no, no, no, no,
no,
no, no,
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Cruelini, Kodak, full of photos
Some of them we never developed
Because we never got to 36, 36, 36
Stare at the bar
Women, engines, football, beer and music
The rock, the rap and the desire for America
The stroke of luck that does not happen
It does not happen
It happens
It happens
And our friends all to make the type Who had never seen such a story
And the Cisco that laughed,
what delirium * you invited
Always us,
to make noise,
always us All or no one,
always us
Without making the lesson, never
Always us,
without reason, always us
Only passion,
always us
Without having respect, our dreams are bad
Always us
And my golf With the steering wheel,
Momo was invincible
And the subwoofer that seemed to explode Cowboy boots,
a Renegade Vodafone
Renegade Renegade
The micro-tac A couple of hours of maximum autonomy
The 501,
a very high life Every day it seemed beautiful
Unique,
mythical And Milan was closer
Because now there was room for us too Even if when we left,
we understood
That we really did not fit Always us,
to make noise,
always us
All or no one,
always us Without making the lesson,
never
Always us, without reason,
always us Only passion,
always us
Without having respect, our dreams are bad
Always us
Super hero, Super Nintendo, Super Mario Bros
And Austin Powers, our James Bond Always us
We saw the dawn of the web Grandparents with the cap,
we with the modem 56k
The Waltman's ribbon gave me energy I bring it with the pen,
we save battery
And those who still believe in future colors We are always us
Because we have black and white memories Like Game Boy
Always us,
to make noise,
always us All or no one,
always us Without making the lesson,
never
Always us, without reason,
always us Only passion,
always us Without having respect,
our dreams are bad
Always us
Always us