Contrabanda

Have you come to bust me
You still don’t trust me
Some things they will pass
Some things they must be
The troops are deserting
The backwater burning
Throw your boots in the fire
We won’t be returning
Where, where have you gone?
My wide eyed Italian love song
When, when will I learn?
For this we all have been born
Are you with me
Are you still with me
Are you still with me
Or against me
Radio headquarters
We are approaching the border
Hide the contraband
Get your papers in order
Burn all that is useful
That’s what we are reduced to
A life lies in repose
It’s there if you choose to
Where, where have you gone?
My wide eyed Italian love song
When, when will I learn?
For this we all have been born
Are you with me
Are you still with me
Are you still with me
Or against me
Where, where have you gone?
My wide eyed Italian love song
When, when will I learn?
For this we all have been born
Are you with me
Are you still with me
Are you still with me
Or against me