[Intro]
Do your ideals matter now?
Does your song matter now?
The tackiness of the capitals
Covers all of your heart

[Verse 1]
Why do you have to cry?
Is there someone else in your place saying:
"Let's go, let's go, the fame
The opportunity is there"
The same thing happened to me, you have it
All, all, there's nothing

[Verse 2]
Seeking for the bread and wine
I already did that
To be sowing the long path
That is never blooming, do not give in

[Verse 3]
With the canteen, with the singer, with the boring television
With those well-dressed girls, with all those burnt-out old women
Gente magazine, cheeky people
The tackiness floods like a fugazzeta
[Bridge]
We can't handle it, we can't handle it
(We can't handle it, we can't handle it)

[Chorus]
The tackiness of the capitals, we can't handle it
The tackiness of the capitals, we can't handle it

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Bridge]
Do not give in
(Don't stop dancing, don't stop dancing
Don't stop dancing)

[Pre-Chorus]
We can't handle it, we can't handle it
We can't handle it, we can't handle it

[Chorus]
The tackiness of the capitals, we can't handle it (Tu-uh-ah; sha-la-la-la-la-la-la)
The tackiness of the capitals, we can't handle it (can't handle it)