Control Toys - Genesi Biturbo testo lyric

TESTO

I stimulate breakfast with the ingestion
of vacuum-sealed capsules of testosterone
I love the moon, I love the stars,
I love Cain who makes pancakes
Fried & refried motor oil leased in
from Santa Claus
Who came up from the north with Abel
on a sleigh without engine

Pushed by the wind called Sirocco,
inverted at the ends
because of a bout of lightning, lightning!
Lightning!
That loves the moon, loves the stars,
hates Cain who makes pancakes
with an engine stolen leased
from Santa Claus’ dad

This is not Ezechiel’s story
neither that of Cain, Santa Claus, Abel
This is Abel’s true story,
and of Cain, Santa Claus and Ezechiel

If gastric tubes could mate, magnetic waves
would invert the timezones
stimulating the testosterone for breakfast.
Breakfast!
It’s because all this that Uranus
is different from other planets,
like every other sacred text
like every mathematical text lost in the Ort cloud

This is not Ezechiel’s story
Neither that of Cain, Santa Claus, Abel
This is Abel’s true story,
And of Cain, Santa Claus and Ezechiel

This is Tolomeu's story
son of Callisto of the Borneo
nothing to do with the Indonesian Island
sold for a few dinàrs

"Viva, viva l'olio d'oliva".