(In Sicily where mob is king
When capos meet
Here's what they sing)

When the bullets start to fly
right into Moe Greene's eye
Thatsa morte

Restaurants are really fine
to kill cops while they dine
Thatsa morte

Mobsters dread, bullets made of lead
coming towards their head
and they scream Mama Mia

Bodies splat rat-a-ta-a-tat, rat-a-tat-a-tat
Don't mess with La Famiglia
(or we'll keel ya)

If you want to be cruel
car bombs are also cool
Thatsa morte

If you're shot in a boat
or you get the garotte
you're still dead
(still dead, still dead)

Better watch what you eat
poison still tastes so sweet in cannolis
Scusa me, but you see
back in old Sicily
Thatsa morte