1. |
New Rodin
04:20
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ah!
(run, run, run, you'd better run!)
we're falling down
oh no!
we're falling down
to hell
around me i can hear the screamin' bells
i just can't see the end
we're falling from the sky
we’ll speed up more and more
we'll pay for our crimes
hey mama! we are trapped
let's take a trip to hell
ah!
(run, run, run, you'd better run!)
we're falling down
i just can't stop, i'm laughing
can't stop laughing
hey baby! take my hand
and scream to hell
we're falling from the sky
we’ll speed up more and more
we'll pay for our crimes
hey mama! we are trapped
let's take a trip to hell
hey mama! we are trapped
let's take a trip to hell
ah!
(run, run, run, you'd better run!)
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2. |
La La La
03:12
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la la la la
so i've lost my love
so i've lost my light
(but) i'm sitting here
and singing:
....
so i've lost my job
so i've lost my light
(but) i'm sitting here
and singing:
la la la la
la la la la
so i've lost my love
now my time is running out
(but) i'm sitting here
and singing:
la la la la
(but) i'm sitting here
and singing:
la la la la
la la la la
happy!
happy!
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3. |
Black Market
05:20
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spingi la tua spada ora dentro me onda dopo onda morirò per te
Crom, mio folle dio ora sei con me
il mercato e' nero
bacio la tua spada
la fortuna e' dentro me bacio la tua spada
la fortuna e' dentro me (repeat ad libitum)
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4. |
Agostino
03:26
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agostino, guarda il mare nero sempre più vicino non saltare, non guardare
agostino, lancia le tue coppe al gioielliere guarda il sole, guarda la'
agostino, da lontano ora sei più vicino
da vicino sei noia da lontano sei gioia da vicino sei noia da lontano sei gioia
agostino, sempre con coraggio il mio capitano non chiamare, non parlare
agostino, quattro vecchie foto nel buco nero
sei l'uomo in più sei l'uomo in più sei l'uomo in più sei l'uomo in più sei l'uomo in più sei l'uomo in più sei l'uomo in più
agostino, mi hai telefonato ma eri troppo vivo ora gloria
morte e gloria
da vicino sei noia da lontano sei gioia da vicino sei noia da lontano sei gioia
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5. |
Amor Cortese
03:42
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lady, here for you
the morning sun, my heart lies on this tray
and if you need the head whose never sung
whose never sung your grace, lady
i'll climb a crystal stair
to reach your grace
and every step i'll take the crystal's gonna vanish oh i don't care
because you get me high and get me down
i'll steal a ring for you
you can put out your cigarette on my knee
forget my children
you can fuck thousand men
i'll make make you a cup of tea
but
when we're alone in the room
we're lost in space
you stare at me and pray
"please hold me every second in the universe" you gonna get me high
and get me down
i lick your hand oh, so sweet give me one kiss get me high
and get me down
i'll climb a crystal stairs
to reach your grace
and every step i'll take the crystal's gonna vanish oh, i don't care
because you get me high get me high
get me high
and get me down
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6. |
Tribal Tattoo
02:35
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frank tira vipere sulla società
julie fa mantra mangia fragola
tu cosi' libera lo voglio anch'io
il tatuaggio tribal
frank fa il dj
suona folk dentro a un bar
julie grida
ma non lo saprà mai
tu cosi' libera disegna su me
un tatuaggio tribal
nella piccola casetta ballano tribal
come desmond e molly
obladi oblada
give me some truth
give me tribal tattoo
give me some truth
give me tribal tattoo
voglio essere bello
ti prego disegna su me il tuo
tribal tattoo
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7. |
Kid Onion
06:47
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night and day wearing my little mask
it's so nice, oh i think she's a girl
she's smiling on my face
smiling my smile
i think she knows my name
but i just don't know hers
every night
she melts my face
mum, take me away
Lord, i don't know
see bob dylan's yelling his name
a secretary is tossing a coin
everyone
ah!
(is) trying to hear the new big sound
on the streets
mummy, please take me away
mummy, take me away from here
daddy why didn't you tell me this before?
i'm gonna pick up all the handkerchiefs
to earn enough
to go
Lord, i do not know
c'mon baby (which) snack-bar we're gonna choose today before dying?
how many tears we need to cover the void?
see the running man with the plastic bag
that hangs like a cross
oh Lord, Lord i do not know!
fuck me please, fuck me just like a bitch
i will hide in the walls
i'm a rat
sometimes i find this very funny
all i really want is
to take a breath under the sea
just water my rose
and dance every night
i'm gonna pick up all the handkerchiefs
to earn enough
to go
Lord, i do not know
see the running man with the plastic bag
that hangs like a cross
oh Lord, Lord i do not know!
here's my mask! where's yours?
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8. |
Allo Specchio
04:28
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ecco il fiocco
ecco l'auto
eccomi qua
papa' ti porterà
nel deserto rosa
ballerai
corvi neri
sbaveranno
sulla tua figa
mani
ti squarteranno
l'ascensore
libera
ora sorridi
figlia mia
ora si
ora sei felice
amore mio
torna qua
da papa'
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9. |
Spring In September
07:14
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today i feel alive
i don't wanna go to work
so i'm gonna take a ride
c'mon baby take your bike
and the wind will blow today
and the sun of course will shine
and we'll drink a bottle of wine
and today we'll feel alive
ah!
music is really cool
even faster than my bike
and we'll dance beneath the clouds
and today we'll fell alright
see the river deep and black
deep and black but not for us
not for us
not today
free
we're alive
we are free
we’re alive
tell me your secret!
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Capitan Love Udine, Italy
Capitan Love writes songs as if after an atomic war a radio broadcast rock, pop, psychedelia.
The Radon
Experience band accompanies him with the minimal but powerful drum of Morris Del Frate and the oblique arrangements of Matteo Pittoni.
Their first record is called Mostro!
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