Ennio Morricone

In this world there's the good the bad and the ugly, just wanting a few dollars more, thinking they are the untouchables, as it was once upon a time in America, on looking for the mission,as it was once upon a time in the west, when Bugsy was In the line of fire, the thing is the disclosure of the mission to Mars, the hateful eight, became the best offer for Ripple's game, the ecstasy of gold were days in heaven, So here's to you man with the harmonica, he was the man with no name, the mercenary, a time of destiny, end of the game, the big gun down, just for a fistful of dollars, to enable them to kill bill, the copkiller, Lolita, the lizard In a woman's skin, hits right up your street, thought death rides a horse, there's a great silence, entering the last stop on the night train, the sound of the cat of nine tails on Navajo joe, and the bird with the crystal plumage, the verdict, a gun for ringo, the outsider of the Sicilian clan, so farewell to Cheyenne and chi mai, and sorry for the transgression.