I' ve have always asked myself how they can go so up
And why we have always to fall down and down.
Maybe they are repaid for having lived an half life
And we have to expiate a guilt for following imagination

Good boys go in paradise
Bad boys go Anywhere

Good boys always obey the constraint,
For us they are a monotony and we revolt against it.
They can believe in something of abstract
Dogmas that we cannot believe in

Good boys go in paradise
Bad boys go anywhere

Maybe good boys are happier than us
Because from your golden world
They cannot see
What bad boys do?

Good boys go in paradise¦.. Good boys, Good boys
Bad boys go Anywhere¦¦ Bad boys, Bad boys