Motya (Greek: Μοτύη, Μοτύα; Italian: Mozia or Mothia; Sicilian: Mozzia), was an ancient and powerful city on an island off the west coast of Sicily, between Drepanum (modern Trapani) and Lilybaeum (modern Marsala). The island was renamed San Pantaleo in the 11th century by Basilian monks. It lies in the Stagnone Lagoon, and is within the comune of Marsala.
The island is nearly 850 metres long and 750 metres wide, and about one km (six stadia) from the mainland of Sicily. It was joined to the mainland in ancient times by an artificial causeway (paved road), by which chariots with large wheels could reach the town.
Motya is a genus of moths of the Nolidae family.
They came from the other side
In bunches at a time
Crowding up the neighborhood
To raise the rates of crime
Some of them got money
Most of them got shit
All they do is come here
To take from our pockets
Import, import, imported society
Import, import, imported society
Import, import, imported society
Import, import, imported society
Don't you fucking see
That you bother me
Genocide
You can't hide
So go home now
Don't come back
Take your goat
Get on your boat
I hate imports
I don't want to hear their shit
I hate imports
Cause I'm just so sick of it
I just want to
Live my life without you fucking assholes
And I want to
Never see your ass again
Import, import, imported society
Import, import, imported society
Import, import, imported society
Import, import, imported society
Hindus and Ethiopians
You know they're all the same
A huck a buck of Indians