I'm an antisocial type, I never care about anything
I don't care about people's judgments
I naturally hate every moral hypocrisy
I hate wars and armaments in general
I hate the taste of rhetoric, the economic miracle
The permanent and lasting value
Prize radios, carousels, TV cinema, radio, rallies
Fridge and car, there's no Ford in my future

And you dreamy girls of the life of actresses
Beware, stay away from me
I don't like to be good, to make the face that suits
Then in the end I'm always without money

I hate modern life made of scandals and bills
The noises, the busy intellectuals
I hate the muscular guys enchanted by spiders
With clothes and shirts all the same
Who only know how to talk about cars and fashion
Of summer adventures made in the mountains and at the sea
Empty and full of arrogance if the dress doesn't make a fold
While I wear whatever I want
I'm without heritage, I'm against marriage
I don't have what they call a place in the sun
I don't like grand dames, I prefer worldly women
Because they are the only ones to be sincere

I don't like the lawyer, the bourgeois, the newcomer
I hate the good and honest family man
Almost always worried about seeing me settled
If I start making love with his daughter

I'm an antisocial type, I don't feel like doing anything
All people get on my nerves
I want to go live on a deserted island
And no one will be able to disturb me anymore
And no one will be able to disturb me anymore
And no one will be able to disturb me anymore

I don't love living with all the people, I only like the "good" people
As they commonly say: "Good is born not made"
Some are born for science or for the arts
I was born only for parties la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

I love to speak ill, to be a pig with girls
At Easter I go to confession and they all go crazy for me
Because among the "good" then abstinence doesn't count
As long as there is only appearance la la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

So I don't care about my intelligence, the good people don't relate to this
But the charity baskets I always know everything about the last "Witch"
Intelligence is only with millions
And I admire Monica and Antonioni's films la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

I'm elegant and it's needless to say that my clothes are always cared for
Because without a doubt it's important to dress, because it's the robe that makes the monk
In the end then two things are important
And they are the bank account and elegance la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

We go crazy for cocktails and parties, I love worldly women very much
Don't misunderstand I'm not talking about "those", being with lower people is bad
I have no relations with the proletarians
Only late at night along the avenues la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

But I don't neglect humanist science and you can say that I'm committed
In fact sometimes I'm a communist, but I've not always been interested
The class struggle only suits me to make a good impression in society la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

You can't say that I'm clerical, like Boccaccio I love to laugh at monks
But I always pay homage to the cardinal uncle and I go to mass on commanded days
My creed I tell you briefly
Think about what people can say la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
The "good" people are my true homeland, the "good" people are my only God
The only thing I've always dreamed of, the only thing I want
Is just to be a good always and now and everything else go to hell la la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

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