A piece of paper is no more that you can see
the only problem is inside, empty
the importance of it grow more and more in me
it is the only thing that makes me feel
powerful, happy and sure that my life is OK
full of new dreams that it'll fulfill if it's always with me
a big car, a sweet home and a model with big tits
that she falls in love with me when I whistle
I am that you see nothing more, I cannot fool me
materialism is a second part, the first is me
me as a person who try to love and look at your face
I must be modest and escape from all
it moves the world today, the motor is in it
it comes and goes but its direction's the same
they never have enough it is ridiculous
it's a long time they declared war on us
governments, oil companies and banks are all the same
they conduct a single orchestra and we don't complain
every thing's alright? no problems?
what will be next?
the worst is that the big problem is inside
I am that you see nothing more, I cannot fool me
materialism is a second part, the first is me
me as a person who try to love and look at your face
I must be modest and escape from all
five, they are only five
it is all that we have
five, they are only the five
we talk when they want now
you can go to hell and never come back
I am that you see nothing more, I cannot fool me
materialism is a second part, the first is me
me as a person who try to love and look at your face
I must be modest and escape from all
I'm sure of it, I want believe
sentimentally, values over me
I want to escape from selfishness
materialism in my life is dead