I Feel I Want To Be Wise

The Lucky Thing Was That I Was Italian; When The Other Italians Saw Me Fight Back, They Came To My Defence.

Ah, If I Were Dictator I'd Have Poets Throwing Bombs!

Anyway, I Lived On The Streets And Did Pretty Good Until I Got Caught Stealing, What Was It? I Kicked In A Restaurant Window, Went In And Took All The Food That I Wanted, And While Coming Out I Was Grabbed.

I Learned Life Were No Dream I Learned Truth Deceived Man Is Not God Life Is A Century Death An Instant

Standing On A Street Corner Waiting For No One Is Power.