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Love Stories in History
02:26
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You are flying like an aeroplane
Through the streets tonight, coz of a message
I have written to another girl
Now I have to try, and delete
The whole phone gallery
There was a feeling of trust with us
From me to you, from you to me
Now the only way out for me
Is another lie, or die
I hear you coming…
[Ch.]
Now there’s no need to look around
The solution you already found, so
(Don’t look at my history)
Now you don’t need to look around
The solution you already found, so
Now you’re done with me
And the other girl knows about us
I am absolutely free and
I don’t despair, a quick search’s enough
In my phone history…
[Ch.]
Now there’s no need to look around
The solution I already found, so
(Come on baby light my fire)
Now I don’t need to look around
The solution I already found, so
Now there’s no need to look around
The solution I already found, so
(Don’t look at my history)
Now I don’t need to look around
The solution I already found, so
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2. |
Microphone
04:15
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When I wake up in the morning,
I know it’s better I pinch my nose coz I smell like a cow
I put on my slippers, I go in my bath,
only a shower can solve my problem, but…
When I wake up in the morning, I am all sweat
you don’t know how much I hate the water in my hair
I have tried to dry it, but between my legs
I am so wet again and all I need is…
[Ch.]
I need a hairdryer in the bath
But all I got’s a microphone
and I sing in the mirror
Now another doubt:
I don’t want to wash, please
but I can’t go outside with the dirt on my knees
I really gotta go, there’s a ringing bell
But I need a bath or I’ll be smelling like hell
When I wake up in the morning, I am all sweat
you don’t know how much I hate the water in my hair
I have tried to dry it, but between my legs
I am so wet again and all I need is…
[Ch.]
I need a shower head in the bath
But all I got’s a microphone
and I sing in the shower
I love my microphone, I’m so glad
But this fucking microphone sure’s no use in the shower
If you wanna be like me
baby, there’s a price to pay
I am asleep in my bedroom and now I live in a castle,
in my dreams…
“So many people around my microphone,
I want to understand… why”
“So many creatures slain by my sword,
so many meanings… a microphone”
The story never ends.
[Ch.]
I need my microphone ‘til the end
Just a real microphone, I want out of the bathroom
My dirty microphone now I know
I smell like a rock star and I’m sure I’m not alone!
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3. |
Happy! pt. 2
01:17
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The warden threw a party in the country school
A-ha-ha… Happy!
Happy was a guy with a passion for Blues
A-ha-ha… Happy!
Spider Numa played the tenor saxophone
A-ha-ha… He’s happy!
Little Joe was blowin’ on the slide trombone
and Happy… is the Pelvis in the Memphis!
Non mangio tutti i giorni, vuoi sapere perché?
Guadagno troppo poco anche se suono bene…
Lo so, i locali lo fanno per me:
che poi se mangio sempre hamburger muoio come il re!
Pasta in bianco!
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4. |
Log Out
03:15
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Non ho mai compreso i dettami della “nuova socialità”
Pare che il consenso premi più che altro l’aggressività
Ho provato a digitare: “Salve, potrei dare la mia opinione?”
Dalle fogne si alza un grido: “è arrivato il professorone”
Lui che tutto sa
Cambia la realtà
Chissà chi lo pagherà
[Ch.]
Ormai tu sei convinto che
chi ha studiato non sa niente
Meglio pompare sui cliché irrealtà virtuale
Prendi la pastiglia, che forse medicina non è
Fai la scelta giusta, io non ti capisco perché
Usi gli asterischi, la mia stessa lingua non è
Navigo nell’ombra, quella del “dark web”
Come un film alla TV
Non progredisci proprio più
Hai scelto la pillola blu
[Ch.]
Ormai tu sei convinto
che il sole sorge ad occidente
La terra è piatta ma tranquillo c’è
l’effetto Pac-Man
Ormai mi son convinto che
dentro il vuoto non ho ragione di esistere…
“I log-out, log-out, log-out!”
Ormai mi son convinto che
dentro il vuoto non ho ragione di esistere…
log-out “I log-out, log-out”.
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5. |
Doctor Nowzaradan
02:44
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This world is spinning around me
Every day sends future to fat
Every bite leaves me
One less to my last
Every meal I think is the best
His name was “Father McKenzie”
The one of the sermon no-one will hear
His loneliness, his sadness
Unbelievable
What have you done?
[Ch.]
Dr. Nowzaradan, I can’t wait
I think I’m two hundred and twenty-eight
But you know (the) seas increase and then fall again
This world is spinning without me
I’m too much I want to hide
Watch the bird falling
Gives new meaning to it all
I want to eat it but
I don’t know if I can
[Ch.]
Dr. Nowzaradan, wait for my weight
I think I’m one hundred and twenty-eight
But you say I’m a liar
“The scale doesn’t lie, people do…”
A few months have passed
I don’t want to step on the scale
If I had done better
If I had eaten less
Do you want the story until the end?
[Ch.]
Dr. Nowzaradan, wait for my weight
I think I’m one hundred and seven…
Coz the weight of my soul is twenty-one
Not grams but kilograms…
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6. |
Effetto Coolidge
02:53
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Il termine deriva da una vecchia battuta
Non è una bugia, la cosa è accaduta veramente
A Calvin Coolidge, il Presidente!
In visita alla fattoria sperimentale, sovvenzionata, statale:
assieme alla First Lady Osservava ogni animale.
Un esemplare maschio
Messo in un ammasso
Di femmine, è un salasso
Rischia il collasso
Non regge il passo
Ma appena un nuovo pezzo
Di femmina fa ingresso
Lui ritorna un asso
Ed è una cosa non banale
Il Presidente ha sempre avuto ragione:
cambiare partner sessuale
può far bene, può far male
[Ch.]
Non mi accontento ma non sono un latin lover, fidati di me:
perché ballo con le altre ma parlo di te.
Coolidge! 109 galline al minuto,
non accade soltanto al pennuto
ma ogni bestia in una nuova situazione
subito è pronta per un’altra emozione…
Lui non si annoia,
e no che non si annoia, non si annoia,
no che non si annoia, no che non si annoia.
Il siniscalco avea ragione
Anch’io volevo ritornare vitale
Della catena alimentare, sono l’ultimo… mangiami tutto!
[Ch.]
Non mi accontento ma non sono un latin lover, fidati di me:
perché ballo con le altre ma parlo di te.
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7. |
Let it Go
03:48
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When I was at home,
When I was dreaming in my bedroom
Reading on a site,
I may have found the solution
“Inflatable dream” just a click and now she’s on the road
Take out of the box, I’ve inflated my doll
[Ch.]
Let me go inside your broken hole, you’re my inflatable
Let it go, inside your plastic – doll – you’re the only one I need,
[The] queen of the night, I will never forget the sound of your voice,
When you say to me… “shhh shhh shhh…”
Maybe your figure does not look like the girls in my dreams
And yet the AD said: “designed with 3 different air tubes”
Now that I’ve had a better look, you are not that kind of queen
You are my dinghy, the queen of the sea
[Ch.]
Let me go inside your broken hole, you’re my inflatable
I’ll let you come, into my broken heart, you’re the queen of… my lockdown
Let it go, inside your little hole, you’re my dinghy doll
I’ll let you come into my broken heart,
you’re the only one I need coz you’re the queen of the night
I will never forget the sound of your voice, when you say to me…
Broken doll, now you’re broken, they say: “Toss it in the trunk”
But you’re my love, with my chewing gum, I can fix you… Let’s go
[Ch.]
We can go, the sea was in your soul, many years ago
The sunrise comes, the wave grows
Oooooooh… “Love Boat”
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Pieni gli alberghi a Tunisi
per le vacanze estive
A volte un temporale
Non ci faceva uscire
Un uomo di una certa età
Mi offriva spesso sigarette turche, ma…
[Ch. x2]
Spero che ritorni presto l’era
del cinghiale bianco
Profumi indescrivibili
nell’aria della sera
Studenti di Damasco
vestiti tutti uguali
L’ombra della mia identità
Mentre sedevo al cinema oppure in un bar
[Ch. x2]
(Ma) spero che ritorni presto l’era
Del cinghiale bianco
[cit.]
La linea orizzontale,
ci spinge verso la materia.
Quella orizzontale,
verso lo spirito.
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The Give Us Barabba project was born in the summer of 2012 and manifests itself as a natural and spontaneous artistic compromise.
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