Waitin' For The Hair

Fifty bears jumped on my neck And fago told me it would come back, yeah! He said: "Sometimes it's very painful When they are biting and trying to s*ck, s*ck!" You see, this evening as an executioner Tormented me again And lost apostles kicked my a*s! Kicked so strong And the colored lady did nothing To make me feel well They killed my soul I wanted it cos I'm a fool In Rome you will take your vengeance -Rocca was sure It is to be ninety-two, yeah! -Some guys will cry And the city always knows where I'm going In it;s swollen dead body The city will send apostles The city's not stupid Waitin' 4, waitin' 4 Fago wrote me a letter, He said: "I got no money For bread, for wine, and for condoms, either but..."