In the Tiber Valley ft. il Sindaco Lyrics

Little Mary's Mount of Olives, mother of the lake

Frozen food truck stuck in traffic, on the concrete causeway

Piggy shank and green cough syrup, crafty wooden coffins

Distant drums prepare for battle, in the mild September

In the Tiber Valley

Fossil-fascist Pecorelli, drives an old gas-guzzler

Meeting folks at the supermarket, greeting with a sigh

Worried ladies posting shitstorm, about the mosque's building

Raising funds for the Polish Army: they're the Guys of Doing

Of the Tiber Valley

Agave growing on the tracks of the abandoned railway

Hyper-inflated Kentucky leaves of Upper Tiber Valley

Northern settlers from Romagna, now they flock in numbers

Boozy crowd at Barrio Prado, flows the humble river

Monsoon's gone, the ground is muddy, Mum and Dad are dancing

Gentle Blue Crabs, Happy Bears, they provide food and manure

A new village of cabañas, painted prune and yellow

Eco-modernist Pigolotti's carbon-capture plant

Of New Tiber Valley

Newborns of the 2020's, welcome to our shiny valley

Wishing you a future full of cuddles and empathy.