Lyrics:
Big Country Somebody Else

was all dirt roads, dirt roads and poor people, nobody had nothing. Matter of fact, we used to get together to have community meals. Somebody had cabbage, somebody else had some meat, somebody else

ya' the last thing, imma' tell ya' it's about original creation, from the heart see an MC knows without ever tryin' to be somebody else just do you thing

puttana. FZ: He's on television set. Massimo: E non cagarmi il cazzo. Stumuk: A non cacarmil catzo. Massimo: 'Cause I have a big bunch of minchia! Stumuk: A big

best things in life be free (Didn't God make this land and the air that we breathe) Not for the homeless, don't give a damn about me In the mirror somebody else

fuckin' objects Like with anything else which we keep to ourselves We end up taking it out on somebody else It becomes a big thing without being big

heard the best things in life be free Didn?t god make the land the air we breathe Not for the homeless don?t give a damn about me In the mirror somebody else

past me Got just enough time to last me Cows and sheep are talking The telephone poles are walking That setting sun, having his fun Giving somebody else

non cagarmi il cazzo. Stumuk: A non cacarmil catzo. Massimo: 'Cause I have a big bunch of minchia! Stumuk: A big bunch of minchia! Phyllis: It's great

was all dirt roads, dirt roads and poor people, nobody had nothing. Matter of fact, we used to get together to have community meals. Somebody had cabbage, somebody else had some meat, somebody else