Distanza Sociale

Music: D.G. Womb / Words: D.G. Womb

A call of complaint from beyond the grave

A heaven banking, blue, black heaven

Rubs a shrunken railing sees a double coffin

Blushes, back running wet

From ocean to ocean on The Great Trunk Line

Where chaos abounds, art surrounds

Chorus

There’s a plump old Hitler at the Statzione

Distanza Sociale

Don’t let your guard down

Distanza Sociale

Biglietti, bibite, snack-e-souvenier

Distanza Sociale, Distanza Sociale

What you’ve got now doesn’t have to be forever

Dawn knows all about breaking

I look at my watch, I look at the wall, I look at nothing

Day darkens, nymph dancing pages

There’s freedom in eternity where fraternity prevails

Renumbered, bitter and burnt

Chorus

There’s a plump old Hitler at the Statzione

Distanza Sociale

Don’t let your guard down

Distanza Sociale

Biglietti, bibite, snack-e-souvenier

Distanza Sociale, Distanza Sociale

There’s a plump old Hitler at the Statzione

Distanza Sociale

Don’t let your guard down

Distanza Sociale

Biglietti, bibite, snack-e-souvenier

Distanza Sociale, Distanza Sociale