She was born in the end of 1900 Bambina ritorna alla casa Papa'd say eat soja-beans And put in your hard-time jeans He'd shoot me up to go to school Then give me pills to keep me cool Bambina ritorna alla casa I was eight, I felt out of shape I guess I needed something to get straight The casual-capsule was the only scape Though papa thought it was disgusting to take Bambina ritorna alla casa Dad got shocked, red and green "What the neighbors think seeing you clean" I ran away on a foggy day Met E. T., feeling just like me Bambina, ritorna alla casa He took me up to the martian meadows Where now my nu-nuclear plant grows Happy with my Hologram-home My youngest baby-clone, papa talks On the T.V. phone Bambina ritorna alla casa Bambina guarda la macchina (Fear of Bombs High-Technology, Radio Activity)
