Chords
La Terza Guerra Mondiale

Key: A

Introduction: Am    E    Am    E    Am    E    Am    E    

Am                                                                         E  
Ma non ci siamo gia' forse visti?
                                                                  Am  
Scusa credevo, mi sembrava
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Pero' hai un modo cosi' strano
                                                                          Am  
Di ondeggiare quel tuo bel sedere
                                E                                    Am  
Dove vai con quell'andatura?
                                          E                                    Am  
In mezzo ai guai cosi' sicura?
                                                                                                E  
Con quello spacco che quando s'apre
                                                        Am  
Mi sento ridere tutto dentro
                                                                          E  
Mentre consumo le mie idee
                                                                Am  
Tra i reggicalze e le tue mutande
                                E                                    Am  
Dove vai con quell'andatura?
                                          E                                    Am  
In mezzo ai guai cosi' sicura?
                                             E                                                                      Am  
Tu stai camminando come se nel mondo
                                                  E                                                            Am  
Tutto andasse bene mentre sta scoppiando
                                     E                            Am  
Una terza guerra che fara' sparire
                                             E                                                            Am  
Quei due bei seni che tu porti in giro
                                                                                     E  
Perche' ogni albero che buttan giu'
                                                                  Am  
Sara' segnato con il sangue tuo
                                                  E  
E dai tuoi turgidi capezzoli
                                                                        Am  
Sgorgheranno    le citta' infette
                                                                          E  
Infette dalle bustarelle comunali
                                                                     Am  
Come quelle dei Promessi Sposi
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E allora dai lasciati un po' andar
                                                                  Am  
Finche' siamo ancora in tempo
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Si cosi' I love you scritto nelle vene
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Scorrere come un fiume la tua primavera
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Che mi trasporta dove splende l'arte del Rinascimento
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Mentre vedo uno zar sulle acque del Lago di Lecco
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Un uomo con una vanga che comincia a scavare
                                     E                                    Am  
A seppellire tutti quanti i mangioni
                                E                         Am  
Dell'anonima edilizia
                                                     E                                                                    Am  
Che in nome del profitto hanno maciullato l'Italia
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E raso al suolo Milano e quel ramo di Lecco
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Riducendolo come un colabrodo da Palermo a Como
                                                        E                                              Am  
E li vedo sprofondar, sprofondare giu' nel buio
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L'uomo sai chi e'? un certo Alexander
                     E                                                            Am  
Che Manzoni fu quando si respirava
                                     E                                                 Am  
E la sua vendetta nasce dai tuoi baci
                        E                                                                    Am            E  
E dal tuo candore, da questa tua sana sensualita
                          Am  
Che riscalda il sangue
                     E                                                                    Am  
E rinnova cio' che sta morendo
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E rinnova cio' che sta morendo
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E rinnova cio' che sta morendo
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E rinnova cio' che sta morendo
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E rinnova cio' che sta morendo
                     E                                                                    Am  
E rinnova cio' che sta morendo