Fifty bears jumped on my neck And fago told me it would come back, yeah! He said:
"Sometimes it's very painful
When they are biting and trying to suck, suck!" You see, this evening as an executioner Tormented me again And lost apostles kicked my ass!
Kicked so strong And the colored lady did nothing To make me feel well They killed my soul I wanted it cos I'm a fool In Rome you will take your vengeance -Rocca was sure It is to be ninety-two, yeah!
-Some guys will cry And the city always knows where I'm going In it;s swollen dead body The city will send apostles The city's not stupid Chorus: Waitin' 4, waitin' 4 Spoken: Fago wrote me a letter,
He said: "I got no money For bread, for wine, and for condoms, either but..."