Yesterday, going out for a walk in a path of faith,
I was wondering:
could I drain my sins by jogging?
But the mortal sins that I have collected are too many,
for instance:
committed adultery, told lies, stolen,
continually touched my pea*(penis);
since my age of six I was already convicted.
U-u-u- unfortunately I’m going to hell, into the perpetual fire
wi-wi-with the onanists, the Communists and Genghis Khan!
Who would have thought that I would end up damned
To hell!
But as you move you come across a sin:
you believe in a little gang of gods and then you name them in vain:
By Jove! By Diana! By Bacchus! By Golly!
You sniff and forget to sanctify:
To hell!
You don’t honor your daddy, don’t honor your mamy;
accidentally you kill some people;
after an elegant dinner suddenly you fornicate.
A-a-a-a-a all together to hell!
To hell, to hell, to hell !
Li-li-li-like the Reggio Calabria – Salerno (speedway)
in mid-August
To hell, to hell, to hell!
Sunscreen with total protection against the hellfire
There isn’t any, there isn’t any!
All nudists are burned, damned forever and ever
Oh, yeah!
You you you you too to hell?
You too, you too, you too, you too, you too!
Wha-wha-what a foolish act!
To hell!
How did it happen?
Foolish!
To-to-to-to live a hell of a life,
to live, to die,
then to go straight
to hell, to hell, to hell!
A-a-a-a-a all together to hell!
The government too!
Wi-wi-wi-wi with sodomites, moderates,
journalists and pension reform victims,
you too to hell!
With us, you, him, her, them!
To hell!