"Twentieth century, ninth decade
The world really got crazy.
Switzerland: On one side, the
Most luxurious block of the World...
The biggest financial center, the
Greatest banks on the otherside
A few blocks away, the most degrading
Place of the world: "Platzs Pitz"

Hello! Good morning! Be welcome!
But your ticket... The show is going to start!
Come On!!!

Join us on this trip
Many times it's just a one way ride.

"Richness and misery walking side by side.
Thousands of peoplem at the most Of youngsters
Drugging theirselves and dying of overdose
More than half has got AIDS."

Doesn't matter the destiny, doesn't
matter the place,
Nothing matters...

I don't care... Do you care?
No one cares... So, Fuck-Off!!! Man!!!

You've got the right to five syringes
You'vw got access to all drugs
You've got police support to drug yourself
You've got police support to kill yourself.

Hell or paradise?... Dream or nightmare?...
This you'll only tell in the end
Let's run from here,
Hurry up... Run... Run... Run...

In broad daylight, to whoever wants:
Light, shine...
The light at the end of the tunnerl is near
Hold tight my hand, will we get ate the end?

Now the light ate the end of the tunnel is going away...
We're fighting with scythes in the dark.

Believe, who's killing us ain't ourselves
Believe, who's killing us are you...

We're all prisoners, no bars to hold us
Come on, The show can't stop, run...

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