Good night Palermo!
Up with the bourgeoisie!
Up with the rich!
No!
Leaving,
leaving you behind,
your world is not enough for me.
Feeling,
feeling free when mad,
it's time for you to set me free.
In false surprise,
this is all I need,
one word is left to say and that's goodbye.
Banca,
banca,
birreno,
you'll see that this'll be the best time of my life.
I'm gonna banca,
banca,
there ain't no time to cry.
Banca, banca, come on let's give it a try.
I'm gonna banca, banca, already on the move.
Banca, banca, this is the parka groove.
Standing,
standing on my own,
I'm on my way to something new.
Fire,
fire in my heart,
that's gonna burn for something true.
Into the night,
making history,
one word is left to say and that's goodbye.
I'm gonna banca,
banca,
birreno,
a solero,
a camaro.
Come on, banca, banca, birreno,
you'll see that this'll be the best time of my life.
I'm gonna banca, banca, birreno,
a solero,
a camaro.
You'll see that this'll be the best time of my life.
I'm gonna banca,
banca,
there ain't no time to cry.
Come on, let's give it a try.
Already on the move.
This is the parka groove.
Banca, banca, birreno,
a solero,
a camaro.
You'll see that this'll be the best time of my life.