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Antonio Di Pietro (born October 2, 1950) is an Italian politician. He was a Member of the European Parliament, an Italian Senator, and Minister of the Prodi Government. He was a prosecutor in the team known in Italy as Mani Pulite (Clean Hands) in the early 1990s.
Born into a poor rural family from Montenero di Bisaccia (Molise), as a very young man Di Pietro would go to Germany to work in the morning in a factory and in the afternoon in a sawmill in order to pay for his studies. Back in Italy, he graduated from night school with a degree in law in 1978 and was admitted to serve as a police officer. After a few years, he started a judicial career as a prosecutor.
In February 1991, Di Pietro began investigating Milan's politicians and business leaders for corruption and kickbacks. Together with other well-known magistrates such as Francesco Saverio Borrelli, Ilda Boccassini, Gherardo Colombo, and Piercamillo Davigo, he worked on the Mani Pulite ("Clean Hands") team, which investigated political corruption. As part of this team, he investigated hundreds of local and national politicians, all the way up to the most important national political figures, including Bettino Craxi. The Italian press named the investigation "Tangentopoli" ("Bribesville").
Giuseppe Piero Grillo, better known as Beppe Grillo (born 21 July 1948), is an Italian activist, blogger, comedian and actor. He has been involved in politics since 2009 as leader of the Five Star Movement.
Grillo was born in Genoa, Liguria.
After receiving his degree as an accountant, Grillo became a comedian by chance, improvising a monologue in an audition. Two weeks later he was discovered and launched by Italian TV presenter Pippo Baudo. He subsequently participated in the variety show Secondo Voi for two years (1977–78). Later, in 1979, he participated in Luna Park by Enzo Trapani, and Fantastico.
In the 1980s his success rose further, thanks to shows like Te la do io l'America (1982, 4 episodes) and Te lo do io il Brasile (1984, six episodes). In these shows, he narrated his experiences of his visits to the United States and Brazil, with anecdotes and witticisms about the culture, lifestyle and beauty of these places.
As a result, his popularity grew more and more, and he became the protagonist of another show developed especially for him, called Grillometro (Grillometer). In 1986, he was the star of prize-winning advertisements for a brand of yogurt.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Welcome to radio station EXP.
Tonight we are featuring an interview
with a very peculiar looking gentleman
who goes by the name of Mr. Paul
Corusoe on the dodgy subject of are
there or are there not flying saucers
or UFOs? Please Mr. Corusoe, please
could you give us your regarded
opinion on this nonsense about
spaceships and even space people?
Thank you As you well know
you just can't believe everything you
see and hear, can you? Now, if you'll
excuse me, I must be on my way.
Bu...but,but...gulb...I,I,don't belive it
We went to the park the other day
But the park was closed, we walked away
We brought many things to eat
Fruits and soda, even meat
But we have to wait
We were told the park was beautiful
We were told the park was so nice
Someday we'll go back again
We'll have a party, please bring your friends
We'll have lots of things to eat
Fruits and soda, even meat
EXPO zwei-tausend
EXPO two-thousand
The twentyfirst century
Das einundzwanstigste Jahrhundert
EXPO zwei-tausend
EXPO two-thousand
Man Nature Technology
Mensch Natur Technik
Planet of visions
Sometimes i think this cycle never ends
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
And it seems by the time that i have figured what it's worth
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
But if i move my place in line i'll lose.
And i have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
I am waiting for something to go wrong.
I am waiting for familiar resolve.
Sometimes it seems that i don't have the skills to recollect
The twists and turns of plots that turned us from lovers to friends
I'm thinking i should take that volume back up off the shelf
And crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself
But if i move my place in line i'll lose.
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
I am waiting for something to wrong
I am waiting for familiar resolve
I am waiting for another repeat
Another diet fed by crippling defeat
And i am waiting for that sense of relief
I am waiting for you to flee the scene
As if you held in your hand the smoking gun
And on the floor lay the one you said you loved.
And it's strange
They are basically the same
So i don't ask names anymore.
Sometimes i think this cycle never ends
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
And it seems by the time that i have figured what it's worth
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
Get back you fools, I'm gonna take this one alive
You won't catch me, I have the will to survive
You threat, take care
Watch out, Bomb scare
No sleep tonight, You got to time it right
Hot sweat like rain, is driving into my eyes
You laugh at me, There's no way you can survive
Red, Black or white, I've got to time it right
Not much time, take it slow, Easy now, Don't let go
Tweezers pull, Keep your cool
The vultures are in the sky tonight,
For the angry youth are on the streets to fight,
In packs they prowl like a lions pride,
As violence sweeps the nation like an endless tide.
Chaos on the streets as the sirens wail,
This system of corruption has finally failed,
Shops are being looted, see the buildings burn
'Cos judgement day is here, now where you gonna turn?
Chorus
And you don't know what to say,
And you don't know what to do,
We told you this would happen,
But you didn't have a clue,
You just sat there on your arse,
You didn't see it all went wrong,
And now this country's burning,
It#s an unexploded bomb!
People look around but no help arrives,
On the streets of destruction the strong survives,
No false prophet is gonna save your wife,
you'll feel the cold steel take your life.
When the war is over and the battle's won,
When the banks and government are all gone,
And the wealth is shared amongst the common men,
Way to go
We'll live by the ocean
Way to go
You'll live there with me
Half an hour
Of pure devotion
Can really fuck
With a man's sanity
Its time to wake up and go for sure
Two down in the time it took to call
For cold yakisoba
More brings the balance that I adore
Time time going going gone
Not like it's over
Way to go
Who'd believe it
Look at us now
Now it's the best
Another hour
Of your devotion
Stick around
Now I'm a mess
Its time to wake up and go for sure
Two down in the time it took to call
For cold yakisoba
More brings the balance that I adore
Time time going going gone
Not like it's over
Over you
Over nothing
Over you
Over nothing
Way to go
We'll live by the ocean
Way to go
You'll live there with me
Half an hour
Of pure devotion
Can really fuck
With a man's sanity