I' ve have always asked myself how they can go so up    

And why we have always to fall down and down.

Maybe they are repaid for having lived an half life

And we have to expiate a guilt for following imagination


Good boys go in paradise

Bad boys go Anywhere 


Good boys always obey the constraint,

For us they are  a monotony and we revolt against it.

They can believe in something of abstract

Dogmas that we cannot believe in


Good boys go in paradise

Bad boys go anywhere


Maybe good boys are happier than us   

Because from your golden world

They cannot see 	

What bad boys do? 


Good boys go in paradise….. Good boys, Good boys

Bad boys go Anywhere……    Bad boys, Bad boys