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A Gentleman from Scandicci

Sergio Endrigo

Un Signore Di Scandicci

Un signore di Scandicci, un signore di Scandicci
Buttava le castagne, buttava le castagne
E mangiava i ricci
Quel signore di Scandicci

Un suo amico di Lastra a Signa, un suo amico di Lastra a Signa
Buttava via i pinoli, buttava via i pinoli
E mangiava la pigna
Quel suo amico di Lastra a Signa

Tanta gente non lo sa, non ci pensa e non si cruccia
La vita la butta via e mangia soltanto la buccia

Suo cugino in quel di Prato, suo cugino in quel di Prato
Buttava il cioccolato, buttava il cioccolato
E mangiava la carta
Suo cugino in quel di Prato

Un parente di Figline, un parente di Figline
Buttavia via le rose, buttava via le rose
E odorava le spine
Quel parente di Figline

Tanta gente non lo sa, non ci pensa e non si cruccia
La vita la butta via e mangia soltanto la buccia

Un suo zio di Firenze, un suo zio di Firenze
Buttava in mare i pesci, buttava in mare i pesci
E mangiava le lenze
Quel suo zio di Firenze

Un compare di Barberino, un compare di Barberino
Mangiava il bicchiere, mangiava il bicchiere
E buttava il vino
Quel compare di Barberino

Tanta gente non lo sa, non ci pensa e non si cruccia
La vita la butta via e mangia soltanto la buccia!
La vita la butta via e mangia soltanto la buccia

A Gentleman from Scandicci

A gentleman from Scandicci, a gentleman from Scandicci
He threw away the chestnuts, he threw away the chestnuts
And ate the hedgehogs
That gentleman from Scandicci

A friend of his from Lastra a Signa, a friend of his from Lastra a Signa
Threw away the pine nuts, threw away the pine nuts
And ate the pine cone
That friend of his from Lastra a Signa

Many people don't know, don't think about it, and don't worry
They throw life away and only eat the peel

His cousin in Prato, his cousin in Prato
Threw away the chocolate, threw away the chocolate
And ate the paper
His cousin in Prato

A relative from Figline, a relative from Figline
Threw away the roses, threw away the roses
And smelled the thorns
That relative from Figline

Many people don't know, don't think about it, and don't worry
They throw life away and only eat the peel

His uncle from Florence, his uncle from Florence
Threw the fish into the sea, threw the fish into the sea
And ate the fishing lines
That uncle from Florence

A friend from Barberino, a friend from Barberino
Ate the glass, ate the glass
And threw away the wine
That friend from Barberino

Many people don't know, don't think about it, and don't worry
They throw life away and only eat the peel!
They throw life away and only eat the peel

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