Bambina

She was born in the end of novecento

Bambina ritorna alla casa

Papa said eat soya beans
And put on your hard-time jeans
He'd shoot me up to go to school
Then give me pills to keep me cool

Bambina ritorna alla casa

I was eight, I felt out of shape
I guess I needed something to get straight
The casual-capsule was the only escape
Though papa thought it was disgusting to take

Bambina ritorna alla casa

Dad got shocked, red and green
"What the neighbors think seeing you clean?"
I ran away on a foggy day
Met E. T., feeling just like me

Bambina ritorna alla casa

He took me up to the martian meadows
Where now my nu-nuclear plant grows
Happy with my hologram home
My youngest baby-clone, papa talks on the TV phone

Bambina ritorna alla casa

Bambina guarda la macchina
(Fear of bombs, high technology)
(Radio activity)

Bambina guarda la macchina
(Fear of bombs, high technology)
(Radio activity)

Bambina guarda la macchina
(Fear of bombs, high technology)
(Radio activity)

Bambina guarda la macchina
(Fear of bombs, high technology)