Tool LyricsFiglio di puttana, sai che tu sei un pezzo di merda?
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? *******. You're gonna be one of those.
I don't have the courage
To kick your *** 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?
**** you. Die. Bastard.
You think you're so cool, hm? *******.
And if I ever see your ****ing face around,
In Europe or Italy,
Well I'll, that time I'm gonna kick your ***.
**** you. ****ing 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? **** you.
I want your balls smashed, eat ****. Bastard.
Pezzo di merda, figlio di puttana.
I hope somebody in your family dies soon.
Crepa, pezzo di merda, e vai
A sucare cazzi su un aereo!
(1) Son of a *****, do you know you are a piece of ****?
(2) Piece of ****, son of a *****.
(3) Die, piece of ****, and go suck dicks on a plane!