“A little ditty about Gelsomina and Zampano
Two Italian kids doing the best they can
Zampano, he treats her like a strumpet
She don’t speak much, but plays a mean trumpet
Breakin’ chains with his bare chest
Kind of like a mean dog, his animal side is best
He don’t think he loves her much
When he finds out she’s dead, oh what a punch
Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin’ is gone
Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin’ is gone
Gonna get a rock
Let it roll
Let me push it forever like Sisyphus
Hold on to The Way as long as you can
Changes come around real soon
Make us deader than dead”
Apologies to Fellini and Mellencamp
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