They robbed the bank
and why should I care?
I don't pick sides
I tell you, they did well,
because it provoked us
full of millions
while even God was hungry
Passerbys, indifferently,
stood by and stared
they too, were bothered
by the fat belly of the bank director
somebody panicked
maybe it was his son
and the sweaty accountant
maybe was his nephew
as for the cashier, who tried to defend himself
when he wondered for whom and why
''Fuck it all'' he whispered
and filled up the bags (with money)
"Go....and good luck, guys!"
Only the cop was fooled by the trickery
he was under the illusion that he was supreme
and now, his widow, with two orphans
with a measly pension, she curses at fate
and an unknown cause
It's all a coin's toss in the gambling of life
"Job?" "Which job?"
"What job?" "Robber"
The monsters were put on trial with hunger as a witness
Excluded all their life in an unwanted quarantine
Despair is a revolver and it's bullets are the needs
Go... And good luck, guys.
Go... And good luck, guys.
Go... And good luck, guys.