O partigiano portami via O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao O partigiano portami via O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao Che mi sento di morir Don't get your hopes up honey I know me and I'm quite funny I'm not afraid of being so alone anymore Oh let's go down to Imperial Screaming at the top of our lungs eating cereal Face shopping in a different world Fruit loops never ever felt so good Little bits of sentimental trash Little shit so far up your own asshole I died inside a mosh pit Mouth full of sweat and hot spit I spoke to god she said that I would be okay Let's go down to Shirahama Joy in a coke can filled with marijuana This band ends up like nirvana Fruit loops never felt so good Little bits of sentimental trash Little shit so far up your own asshole