Sicily Lyrics

The air fare is prohibitive and I don't speak the language.
The culture's not near or dear to me but I wanna go to Sicily.

Charlie Luciano took a ride - an ice pick in the throat and he survived. No wonder they called him Lucky - an original gangster from Trapani. That's his home town in Sicily.

Back at home there's two kinds of pizza - Sicilian is better and it costs more. Everybody else can go to Napoli. I'll go by myself to Sicily.

I want to be strong, to be ready to be alone, to swing from trees and not fall down.
I'm keeping it real like a ministering angel. Cuz I'm amazed that somebody dumb as me is still alive to tell the tale.

Paradise disguised as hell/Hell disguised as paradise. I can see it with my own eyes. I can see the times I lied to me. I'll go by myself to Sicily.