Journey to the End of the Night (feat. Ajimal)

Climbing stairs in the midday heat

To Gianicolo past the cannon police

They’ll set one off

Salute to roman loss

I guess the locals couldn’t give a toss

They couldn’t give a toss

The dreamer will withdraw themselves

And when it won’t work, blame somebody else

Coz they just can’t see

What only they can see

What only dreamer’s see

We’ll hit the party in our Sunday best

You in your summer dress

Taking away their breath

Not like they’ve got much left

Nobody knows in fact your head’s a mess

Yeah your head’s a mess

I know you hate it when you waste your time

Lets leave right now we’ll catch the evening sun

God damn this day ain’t done

I’m just getting started son

We’ll soak up Rome like medicine

And he’s a charming son of a bitch

Eyes like summer

Words like letters

And once his thrill wears off

And that adventure’s lost

He leaves the table powerless

He leaves the table powerless

My dear friends would you like the truth

No one really gives a damn what you do

And I mean that in the most wonderful way

On this liberated day

Now don’t you tell me that there’s something in your way

Now don’t you tell me that there’s something in your way