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..."