It benefits me, it benefits you, it benefits all those
Want to stay inside
The outskirt of no downtown
It benefits me, it benefits you, it benefits all those
Want to stay inside
The outskirt of no downtown
1 for the sex, 2 for the stork
3 for the stream, 4 for the sewer
I am the MC, the marshal
I am the maîtresse
I am the pastry chef
It benefits me, it benefits you, it benefits all those
Want to stay inside
The outskirt of no downtown
I am halfway through the dark forest
1 for the tecnique, 2 the nature
I'm searching for my Virgilio, who died of an overdose
I'm searching for Beatrice, but today she has her things
Cica cica bum I have a scar
It looks like a tattoo, do you know what it says
Up until here everything is ok so we keep going
1 for the fish, 2 for the hook
I am the fisherman who was fished
I am the sinner and I am the sin
Who invented doubt? So I'll break his ass
You stay so well when you are safe
Face under the sun, the truth in the pocket
Like a farmed fish inside a tank
"Growing up is a problem" said the bonsai
The baobab answered "be grateful of what you have"
"I wonder why" the small one answered
"Are always the big ones to do the sermon"
One for the baobab, two for the bonsai
Three for who always, four for who never
It benefits me, it benefits you, it benefits all those
Want to stay inside
The outskirt of no downtown
Cica cica bum, another scar
It looks like a tattoo, do you know what it says?
Until here everything's ok, so let's keep going
One for who few, two for who many
Give to the devil a child for dinner
One, two, three kids
Give to the devil a child for dinner
Ten, one hundred, one thousand children
Strobe light, Wood lamp
Irregular verbs, understand understood
Figurative dances, military march
One for the dust, two for the altars
I am a square, I am a street
I am the horse, I am the foraging
I am no one, except for someone
And between a meal and the other I fast in protest
Wave after wave I change my outline
I am the pizza, I am the owen
Too much pasta could choke me
Too much information makes me unreason
Too much freedom makes me trip
Too much truth makes me go crazy
I am Clark Kent, I am Superman
I have superpowers when the Jam starts
The world is my home, the sky is my roof
I have lost the keys, I stay out here and I wait
I watch inside the hole, pieces of Nirvana
I escape from an eternal weekend
One for the yoga, two for the spark
Three for the antibiotic, four for the villa
It benefits me, it benefits you, it benefits all those
Want to stay inside
The outskirt of no downtown
I believe in only one God, omnipotent father
Creator of who believes and who don't
One for the East, two for the West
Three for the message, four for the sender
"No more caresses" said the shoreline
"Scratch my back" said the turtle
I have my little spoon here to pour over the sea
Up until here everything ok, I can keep going
I have a scar, it looks like a tattoo
Do you know what it says? Come on let's go
It benefits me, it benefits you, it benefits all those
Want to stay inside
The outskirt of no downtown
It benefits me, it benefits you, it benefits all those
Want to stay inside
The outskirt of no downtown
Give to the devil a child for dinner
One, two, three kids
Give to the devil a child for dinner
Ten, one hundred, one thousand children
I want to hear all of you inhabitants of Mars say "Oooh yeah!" "Oooh yeah!"
And now you inhabitants of Venus say "Oooh yeah!" "Oooh yeah!"
Give me a catalog of everything that exists
The seen things and the unseen things
The rhythm is politic, it conveys the movements
Thoughts of support because if not I grind my teeth
I am Pinocchio my nose gets long
I am like a duck, I swim in the case
And I pray not because God exists, but because God could exist
If you can't see the hour go to a eye doctor
The world is changing and in this it never changed
Look at me one second, I already got old
Facial plastic, insurance
One for the heart, two for the reason
Sun and moon, blonde and brunette
A line of camels in front of the eye of the needle
Everyone in heaven, the good and the bad
Only some rich in tax haven
Cica cica bum I have a scar
It looks like a tattoo, do you know what it says?
The world is a question that is waiting for an answer
Every place is a parking ban
Static equlibrium is a dynamic calculation
Here have a knife, fuck, it doesn't have the handle
So be careful that you could hurt yourself
I have an acquaintance tell me how much it's worth
I am a yapper holy inquisition
Judge me heretical send me to prison
Martyrs of rap, you live because of a miracle
Like a horse I jump an obstacle
Until the obstacle is taller than me
In this case I will blame you
Silicone breasts, mud masks
The mango tree creates a big shadow
I am omologated, I am colonised
But if you come close you can feel my breath
All true things, bread and accompaniment
I am a magnet, electrostatic zero
There was Sergent Pepper, I was being born
A masterpiece, you know what I mean
It benefits me, it benefits you, it benefits all those
Want to stay inside
The outskirt of no downtown
One day in the net I found a fish
Immediately he asked me "do you know how to get out of here?"
I answered "no, maybe you know it"
And we started watching TV
Who knows the sea knows how to respect it
A lot of seamen don't know how to swim
Who knows the rhythm knows that time flies
It goes faster than a bubble in the Coca-Cola
If I was elected already in the first month
I would create the ministry of surprises
All positive ones, naturally
It's your birthday, suddenly
I am the ambassador of a better place
I am the diplomatic of noise
Minister of post and communications
Good among the evil, evil among the good
I have a scar, it's always open
Like the law of supply and demand
You say "everything's alright, don't worry"
But I see you're weird and I don't know what to do
One for the bed, two for the warmth
Three for the fork, four for love
They are made of tears the entrance and the exit
I am in love, this is life
I will listen to this piece in 2039
Seventy-three years, I'll be who knows where
I will slap myself if I won't be alive
One for who listens, two for who writes
You heard a take ready all on the scene
Breakfast and lunch, afternoon and dinner
The purpouse of life I may know what it is
Now I don't remember but I know that there is
It's somewhere, maybe under a rock
If you can find it pass it under here
One for rhythm, two for the word
Three for the street, four for the school
Five for who teaches, six for who learns
Seven for who plays, eight for who cheats
I am halfway through the dark forest
One for the tecnique, two for the nature
The word "flower" doesn't have any smell
The word "rhythm" doesn't make me dance
Living your life until you get drunk with it
Being present until you cancel yourself
The magic word is always the same
"Sim sala bim" dear princess
I am Italian good morning good evening
I go around the world exporting spring
One for the beginning, two for the end
Four for the wind that passes through the border
Family coats of arms, digital footprints
Genome maps, parish celebrations
Machete blades, comet tails
Food for who's hungry, water for who's thirsty
A friend for money, money as a friend
One million dollars jackets, fig leaves
Look at the horizon, it looks vertical
Look at my face, it looks like carnival
Supernatural, regional plate
One for Easter, two for Christmas
Excess calories, beta carotene
Lick that ice cream, in a second it will come
How much electric life it passes in these wires
They depart for Mars our space ships
You eat and you puke in the patrician villas
I wonder how's life outside news
They killed the king, his court reigns
One for the calculation, two for fate
Closed doors, sand bags
There is a tiger outside of the cage
Everything is predictable, even uncertainity
One for the punch, two for the caress
Hotel motel Holiday Inn
One for the trouble, two for the base
C'mon girls let's rock it
There is a lot of violence closed in our hearts
Almost as much as there is outside
The exagram four becomes twenty-six
I am the music, I am the deejay
At the end of the night there is the morning
It arrives to the sea the water of my pool
I am the shape, I am the content
I am the mouth, I am the spit
I am the vinile, I am the pin
I am the socket, I am the plug
Fountain of pain, hotel of rage
School of mistakes, hear how it goes
I'm having fun over this rhythm
I am a spark, over the fire I dance
I am Peter Parker, I am Spider Man
I fly among the buildings when the jam starts
My second name is Constantino
One for what, two for how
I live in the hills, on the Sugarhill
They sell my discs even at the truck stop
Cica cica bum I have a scar
It looks like a tattoo, what does it say?
Today everything is ok, open that door
There's a cherry on my cake
Dionisus and Apollo are my cousins
Pippo and Eta Beta are my godfathers
One for the fame, two for the classification
Three for the family, four for the critics
And who thinks of me, I'll think of me
Give to the devil a son of God
I am the bones, I am the skin
And I return outside to see the stars
I am Etruscan, I am American
I go towards West with my heart in my hand
The limbo is a dance, it's a place of innocents
It's the depth where to take a picture of all the singers
My heart beats so so so so much
Life explodes in me, it opens its doors
Cica cica bum, I have a scar
It looks like a tattoo, do you know what it says?
You were lucky in that incident
But it's not obvious taht everything will always be alright
One for the sound, two for the vinile
Three for the invention, four for the style
"Look at the horizon" said the Indian boss
"This is my palace" said the sultan
"I am the gypsy, I read your hand"
"O my knight, bring me far away"
Heart of the darkness show me honour
Heart of the light show me love
Heart of the watermelon show me the taste
Heart of the computer show me your heart (duty)
Who makes mistakes is wrong
But if I don't wander how do I know how is the world
If there was a way I would pay a million
For every time that you avoid taking a decision
In meditation I meditate about running away
Soon or after the turtle will win
To see inside ourselves we need CT scans
Gift her flowers, but the Bach ones
I am Scumacher inside the cockpit
Give me a bit of rhythm that I will give you a show
The world is a jungle
I am the doctor Livingstone
The world is a computer
I am Negroponte
If the world is to dance
I am Fred Astaire
And I am Keith Jarrett
If the world is a piano
I fell in love with live
Watching it through my love's eyes (wow)
So round and so fascinating
Light, deep, beautiful and scary
Not picturesque at all, not even reassuring
One for the ear, two for the singer
I am a leaf attached to the branch
Before falling down I'll say "I love you"
I am a leaf attached to the branch
Before falling down I'll say "I love you"