Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Dj Patife ft. Fernanda Porto - Sambassim
Comecei um samba assim
Sem pandeiro ou tamborim
Como quem não sabe nada de samba
Mas sempre ouviu tocar um bamba
(repeat)
Eu nunca fui numa roda de samba
Dessa de partido alto, quintal e varanda
Mas meu samba tem repique,tem batuque
Vou samplear reco-reco e agogô
(repeat)
Essa samba é meu groove da vez
Com guitarra e drum'n'bass
Só pra ver como é que fica
Eletrônico o couro da cuíca
(repeat)
Sambo assim, assado
De beat acelerado
Será que é sambassim?
(repeat)
Se ficou um sambassim
Com pandeiro e tamborim
Quando eu penso que sei tudo de samba
Vou sampleando, sambando, sou bamba
(repeat)
Vou sampleando, sambando, sou bamba
Sambassim, sambassim
Sambassim, sambassim
(repeat)
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Comecei um samba assim
Sem pandeiro ou tamborim
Como quem não sabe nada de samba
Mas sempre ouviu tocar um bamba
(repeat)
Eu nunca fui numa roda de samba
Dessa de partido alto, quintal e varanda
Mas meu samba tem repique,tem batuque
Vou samplear reco-reco e agogô
(repeat)
Essa samba é meu groove da vez
Com guitarra e drum'n'bass
Só pra ver como é que fica
Eletrônico o couro da cuíca
(repeat)
Sambo assim, assado
De beat acelerado
Será que é sambassim?
(repeat)
Se ficou um sambassim
Com pandeiro e tamborim
Quando eu penso que sei tudo de samba
Vou sampleando, sambando, sou bamba
(repeat)
Vou sampleando, sambando, sou bamba
Sambassim, sambassim
Sambassim, sambassim
(repeat)
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Ivano Fossati - Mio fratello che guardi il Mondo
Mio fratello che guardi il mondo
e il mondo non somiglia a te
mio fratello che guardi il cielo
e il cielo non ti guarda più
se c'è una strada sotto il mare
prima o poi ci troverà
se non c'è strada dentro il cuore degli altri
prima o poi si traccerà .
Sono nato e ho lavorato in ogni paese
e ho difeso con fatica la mia dignità
sono nato e sono morto in ogni paese
e ho camminato in ogni strada del mondo
che vedi.
Mio fratello che guardi il mondo
e il mondo non somiglia a te
mio fratello che guardi il cielo
e il cielo non ti guarda più
se c'è una strada sotto il mare
prima o poi ci troverà
se non c'è strada dentro il cuore degli altri
prima o poi si traccerà .
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Mio fratello che guardi il mondo
e il mondo non somiglia a te
mio fratello che guardi il cielo
e il cielo non ti guarda più
se c'è una strada sotto il mare
prima o poi ci troverà
se non c'è strada dentro il cuore degli altri
prima o poi si traccerà .
Sono nato e ho lavorato in ogni paese
e ho difeso con fatica la mia dignità
sono nato e sono morto in ogni paese
e ho camminato in ogni strada del mondo
che vedi.
Mio fratello che guardi il mondo
e il mondo non somiglia a te
mio fratello che guardi il cielo
e il cielo non ti guarda più
se c'è una strada sotto il mare
prima o poi ci troverà
se non c'è strada dentro il cuore degli altri
prima o poi si traccerà .
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
The Black Crowes - Hard to Handle
Baby here I am
Im the man on the scene
I can give you what you want
But you gotta come home with me
I have got some good old lovin
And I got some more in store
When I get through throwin it on you
You gotta come back for more
Boys and things that come by the dozen
That aint nothin but drugstore lovin
Hey little thing let me light your candle
cause mama Im sure hard to handle, now,
Gets around
Action speaks louder than words
And Im a man of great experience
I know youve got another man
But I can love you better than him
Take my hand dont be afraid
Im gonna prove every word I say
Im advertising love for free
So you can place your ad with me
Boys come along a dime by the dozen
That aint nothing but ten cent lovin
Hey little thing let me light your candle
cause mama Im sure hard to handle, now,
Gets around
Baby here I am
Im the man on the scene
I can give you what you want
But you gotta come home with me
I have got some good old lovin
And I got some more in store
When I get through throwin it on you
You gotta come back for more
Boys and things that come by the dozen
That aint nothin but drugstore lovin
Hey little thing let me light your candle
cause mama Im sure hard to handle, now,
Gets around
Action speaks louder than words
And Im a man of great experience
I know youve got another man
But I can love you better than him
Take my hand dont be afraid
Im gonna prove every word I say
Im advertising love for free
So you can place your ad with me
Boys come along a dime by the dozen
That aint nothing but ten cent lovin
Hey little thing let me light your candle
cause mama Im sure hard to handle, now,
Gets around
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Panic! At the Disco - Do you know what I'm seeing?
Clouds are marching along, singing a song, just like they do.
If the clouds were singing a song, I'd sing along, wouldn't you too?
If you just knew what they could do.
Oh, if you just knew, what would they do?
And if the birds are just hollow words flying along, singing a song,
What would they do?
If they just knew what they could do.
Oh, if they just knew.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
No, it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's mad, but if I go to hell
Will you come with me or just leave?
I know it's mad, but if the world were ending
Would you kiss me or just leave me?
Just leave me?
Clouds are singing a song, marching along, just like they do.
If the clouds were playing a song, I'd play along, wouldn't you too?
If you just knew what they could do.
Oh, if you just knew, what would they do?
And if words are just hollow birds, flying along, singing a song,
What would they do?
If they just knew what we could do.
Oh, if they just knew.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
No, it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's mad, but if I go to hell (I know it's mad)
Will you come with me or just leave?
I know it's mad, but if the world were ending (I know it's mad)
Would you kiss me or just leave me?
Just leave me?
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, (I know it's sad)
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, (I know it's so, so sad)
And it never gave a damn about me.
No, it never gave a damn about me. (so, so sad)
Clouds are marching along, singing a song, just like they do.
If the clouds were singing a song, I'd sing along, wouldn't you too?
If you just knew what they could do.
Oh, if you just knew, what would they do?
And if the birds are just hollow words flying along, singing a song,
What would they do?
If they just knew what they could do.
Oh, if they just knew.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
No, it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's mad, but if I go to hell
Will you come with me or just leave?
I know it's mad, but if the world were ending
Would you kiss me or just leave me?
Just leave me?
Clouds are singing a song, marching along, just like they do.
If the clouds were playing a song, I'd play along, wouldn't you too?
If you just knew what they could do.
Oh, if you just knew, what would they do?
And if words are just hollow birds, flying along, singing a song,
What would they do?
If they just knew what we could do.
Oh, if they just knew.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
No, it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's mad, but if I go to hell (I know it's mad)
Will you come with me or just leave?
I know it's mad, but if the world were ending (I know it's mad)
Would you kiss me or just leave me?
Just leave me?
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather,
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, (I know it's sad)
And it never gave a damn about me.
I know it's sad that I never gave a damn about the weather, (I know it's so, so sad)
And it never gave a damn about me.
No, it never gave a damn about me. (so, so sad)
C'è bisogno che si giochi con un po' di dignità! Con un po' di anima cazzo! Nessuno fa un salto, un fallo con la palla lì! Facciamo a cazzotti almeno!! Ma che cazzo avete dentro?


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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
NINE INCH NAILS - Starfuckers inc.

my god sits in the back of the limousine
my god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
my god pouts on the cover of the magazine
my god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene
I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype
I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
I play a game
it's called insincerity
starfuckers
starfuckers
starfuckers, inc.
starfuckers
I am every fucking thing and just a little more
I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
and when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste
it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste, yeah
(asskisser)
starfuckers
starfuckers
starfuckers, inc.
starfuckers
all our pain
how did you think we'd get by without you?
you're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
now I belong I'm one of the chosen ones
now I belong I'm one of the beautiful ones
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my god sits in the back of the limousine
my god comes in a wrapper of cellophane
my god pouts on the cover of the magazine
my god's a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene
I have arrived and this time you should believe the hype
I listened to everyone now I know that everyone was right
I'll be there for you as long as it works for me
I play a game
it's called insincerity
starfuckers
starfuckers
starfuckers, inc.
starfuckers
I am every fucking thing and just a little more
I sold my soul but don't you dare call me a whore
and when I suck you off not a drop will go to waste
it's really not so bad you know once you get past the taste, yeah
(asskisser)
starfuckers
starfuckers
starfuckers, inc.
starfuckers
all our pain
how did you think we'd get by without you?
you're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
don't you?
now I belong I'm one of the chosen ones
now I belong I'm one of the beautiful ones
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Eddie Vedder - Rise
Such is the way of the world
You can never know
Just where to put all your faith
And how will it grow
Gonna rise up
Burning back holes in dark memories
Gonna rise up
Turning mistakes into gold
Such is the passage of time
Too fast to fold
And suddenly swallowed by signs
Low and behold
Gonna rise up
Find my direction magnetically
Gonna rise up
Throw down my ace in the hole
Such is the way of the world
You can never know
Just where to put all your faith
And how will it grow
Gonna rise up
Burning back holes in dark memories
Gonna rise up
Turning mistakes into gold
Such is the passage of time
Too fast to fold
And suddenly swallowed by signs
Low and behold
Gonna rise up
Find my direction magnetically
Gonna rise up
Throw down my ace in the hole
Time to nut up or shut up...
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
The Beatles : Dear Prudence
from the album "The Beatles (The White Album)" (1968)

Dear Prudence
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence open up your eyes
Dear Prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence won't you open up your eyes?
Look around round round
Look around round round
Look around round round
Dear Prudence let me see you smile
Dear Prudence like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence won't you let me see you smile?
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence won't you come out to play

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from the album "The Beatles (The White Album)" (1968)

Dear Prudence
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence open up your eyes
Dear Prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence won't you open up your eyes?
Look around round round
Look around round round
Look around round round
Dear Prudence let me see you smile
Dear Prudence like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence won't you let me see you smile?
Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It's beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence won't you come out to play

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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
The Killers - Read My Mind
Dall'album Sam's Town

On the corner of main street
Just tryin' to keep it in line
You say you wanna move on and
You say I'm falling behind
Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?
I never really gave up on
Breakin' out of this two-star town
I got the green light
I got a little fight
I'm gonna turn this thing around
Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?
The good old days, the honest man;
The restless heart, the Promised Land
A subtle kiss that no one sees;
A broken wrist and a big trapeze
Oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind
Cuz I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go
Can you read my mind?
It’s funny how you just break down
Waitin' on some sign
I pull up to the front of your driveway
With magic soakin' my spine
Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?
The teenage queen, the loaded gun;
The drop dead dream, the Chosen One
A southern drawl, a world unseen;
A city wall and a trampoline
Oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind
Cuz I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go
Tell me what you find
When you read my mind
Slippin in my faith until I fall
He never returned that call
Woman, open the door, don't let it sting
I wanna breathe that fire again
She said
I don't mind, if you don't mind
Cuz I don't shine if you don't shine
Put your back on me
Put your back on me
Put your back on me
The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds cut out of the sun
Can you read my mind

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Dall'album Sam's Town

On the corner of main street
Just tryin' to keep it in line
You say you wanna move on and
You say I'm falling behind
Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?
I never really gave up on
Breakin' out of this two-star town
I got the green light
I got a little fight
I'm gonna turn this thing around
Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?
The good old days, the honest man;
The restless heart, the Promised Land
A subtle kiss that no one sees;
A broken wrist and a big trapeze
Oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind
Cuz I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go
Can you read my mind?
It’s funny how you just break down
Waitin' on some sign
I pull up to the front of your driveway
With magic soakin' my spine
Can you read my mind?
Can you read my mind?
The teenage queen, the loaded gun;
The drop dead dream, the Chosen One
A southern drawl, a world unseen;
A city wall and a trampoline
Oh well I don't mind, if you don't mind
Cuz I don't shine if you don't shine
Before you go
Tell me what you find
When you read my mind
Slippin in my faith until I fall
He never returned that call
Woman, open the door, don't let it sting
I wanna breathe that fire again
She said
I don't mind, if you don't mind
Cuz I don't shine if you don't shine
Put your back on me
Put your back on me
Put your back on me
The stars are blazing like rebel diamonds cut out of the sun
Can you read my mind

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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Wanna Be A Homosexual - Screeching Weasel - (Kill The Musicians)
i gotta little lisp
and i've been working on my limp wrist
see women are a drag
i think i wanna be a faggot yeah.
mincing ninny a prancing fairy merry little queen
a brice labruce wet dream
a nancy boy with wings
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna beeee
Trapped in middle class
take it up your punk rock ass
you rub your little thing
when you see phony dykes in penthouse magazine
so whats the difference mr. cream-wich
you just need a man,
a beefy leather fag
to take you out in drag, oh yeah
-chorus- I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna beeee
call me a faggot
call me a butt loving fudge packing queer
but i don't care
cause it's the straight in straight edge
that makes me wanna drink a beer
and be a pansy be a homo
trapped in middle class
take it up your punkrock ass
you rub your puny thing
when you see studs with tight jeans pass you on the street who wears short shorts
you wear short shorts
you're so full of shit why don't you admit you don't have the balls to be a queer
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be a homosexual

i gotta little lisp
and i've been working on my limp wrist
see women are a drag
i think i wanna be a faggot yeah.
mincing ninny a prancing fairy merry little queen
a brice labruce wet dream
a nancy boy with wings
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna beeee
Trapped in middle class
take it up your punk rock ass
you rub your little thing
when you see phony dykes in penthouse magazine
so whats the difference mr. cream-wich
you just need a man,
a beefy leather fag
to take you out in drag, oh yeah
-chorus- I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna beeee
call me a faggot
call me a butt loving fudge packing queer
but i don't care
cause it's the straight in straight edge
that makes me wanna drink a beer
and be a pansy be a homo
trapped in middle class
take it up your punkrock ass
you rub your puny thing
when you see studs with tight jeans pass you on the street who wears short shorts
you wear short shorts
you're so full of shit why don't you admit you don't have the balls to be a queer
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be, I wanna be a homosexual
I wanna be a homosexual

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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Foo Fighters - My Hero
Too alarming now to talk about
take your pictures down and shake it out
truth or consequence say it aloud
use that evidence race it around
There goes my hero
watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
he's ordinary
Don't the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Kudos my hero leaving all the best
You know my hero the one thats on
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PS: prima o poi farò un video su roethlisberger con questa song :hehe:
Too alarming now to talk about
take your pictures down and shake it out
truth or consequence say it aloud
use that evidence race it around
There goes my hero
watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
he's ordinary
Don't the best of them bleed it out
While the rest of them peter out
Kudos my hero leaving all the best
You know my hero the one thats on
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PS: prima o poi farò un video su roethlisberger con questa song :hehe:

Play without fear and you will be successful! See you at center ice.
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Abiura di Me - Caparezza
dal cd "Le DImensioni del mio Caos"

Se pensi che possa cambiare il mondo ti sbagli alla grande.
E' già tanto se mi cambio le mutande.
voglio solo darti un'emicrania lancinante
fino a che non salti nel vuoto come uno stunt man.
Pensavi che sparassi palle? Bravo!
io sono il drago di Puzzle Bobble.
Come Crash mi piace rompere le scatole
ma rischio le mazzate che nemmeno Double Dragon.
Sarà per questo che c'è sempre qualche bloggher
che mi investirebbe come a Frogger.
Gli bucherò le gomme e bye bye,
al limite può farmi una Sega Megadrive.
Non mi vedrai salvare un solo lemming,
né stare qui a fare la muffa come Fleming.
Non darmi Grammy né premi da star
ma giocati il tuo penny e premi 'start'.
RIT: Io voglio passare ad un livello successivo, voglio dare vita a ciò che scrivo.
Sono paranoioco ed ossessivo fino all'abiura di me. Vado ad un livello successivo dove dare vita a ciò che scrivo.
Sono paranoico ed ossessivo fino all'abiura di me.
Io faccio politica pure quando respiro,
mica scrivo musica giocando a Guitar Hero.
Questi argomenti mi fanno sentire vivo
in mezzo a troppi zombie di Resident Evil.
Macché divo, mi chiudo a riccio più di Sonic,
fino a che non perdo l'armatura come a Ghost'n'Goblins.
Mi metto a nudo io,
non mi nascondo come Snake in Metal Gear Solid.
Ho 500 amighe, intesi?
Faccio canzoni mica catechesi!
Prendo soldi con il pugno alzato come Super Mario
ma non li ho mai spesi.. per farmi le righe come a Tetris.
La scena rap è controversa,
sfuggo con un salto da Prince of Persia.
Io non gioco le olimpiadi Konami,
se stacco le mani l'agitazione mi resta. RIT.
Io non vengo dalla strada sono troppo nerd,
non sposo quella causa, ho troppi flirt.
Vivo tra gente che col
Red Alert passa la vita sui cubi come Q Bert.
Ho visto pazzi, rievocare vecchi fantasmi
come Pac Man e Dan Akroid.
Ho visto duri che risolvono problemi alzando muri
che abbattono come ho fatto in Arkanoid.
Nemmeno Freud saprebbe spiegarmi
perchè la notte sogno di aumentare le armi.
Perché la terra mi pare talmente maligna
che in confronto Silent Hill assomiglia a Topolinia.
Io devo scrivere perché sennò sclero,
non mi interessa che tu condivida il mio pensiero.
Non cammino sulle nubi come Wonder Boy.
Mi credi il messia? Sono problemi tuoi! RIT.
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dal cd "Le DImensioni del mio Caos"

Se pensi che possa cambiare il mondo ti sbagli alla grande.
E' già tanto se mi cambio le mutande.
voglio solo darti un'emicrania lancinante
fino a che non salti nel vuoto come uno stunt man.
Pensavi che sparassi palle? Bravo!
io sono il drago di Puzzle Bobble.
Come Crash mi piace rompere le scatole
ma rischio le mazzate che nemmeno Double Dragon.
Sarà per questo che c'è sempre qualche bloggher
che mi investirebbe come a Frogger.
Gli bucherò le gomme e bye bye,
al limite può farmi una Sega Megadrive.
Non mi vedrai salvare un solo lemming,
né stare qui a fare la muffa come Fleming.
Non darmi Grammy né premi da star
ma giocati il tuo penny e premi 'start'.
RIT: Io voglio passare ad un livello successivo, voglio dare vita a ciò che scrivo.
Sono paranoioco ed ossessivo fino all'abiura di me. Vado ad un livello successivo dove dare vita a ciò che scrivo.
Sono paranoico ed ossessivo fino all'abiura di me.
Io faccio politica pure quando respiro,
mica scrivo musica giocando a Guitar Hero.
Questi argomenti mi fanno sentire vivo
in mezzo a troppi zombie di Resident Evil.
Macché divo, mi chiudo a riccio più di Sonic,
fino a che non perdo l'armatura come a Ghost'n'Goblins.
Mi metto a nudo io,
non mi nascondo come Snake in Metal Gear Solid.
Ho 500 amighe, intesi?
Faccio canzoni mica catechesi!
Prendo soldi con il pugno alzato come Super Mario
ma non li ho mai spesi.. per farmi le righe come a Tetris.
La scena rap è controversa,
sfuggo con un salto da Prince of Persia.
Io non gioco le olimpiadi Konami,
se stacco le mani l'agitazione mi resta. RIT.
Io non vengo dalla strada sono troppo nerd,
non sposo quella causa, ho troppi flirt.
Vivo tra gente che col
Red Alert passa la vita sui cubi come Q Bert.
Ho visto pazzi, rievocare vecchi fantasmi
come Pac Man e Dan Akroid.
Ho visto duri che risolvono problemi alzando muri
che abbattono come ho fatto in Arkanoid.
Nemmeno Freud saprebbe spiegarmi
perchè la notte sogno di aumentare le armi.
Perché la terra mi pare talmente maligna
che in confronto Silent Hill assomiglia a Topolinia.
Io devo scrivere perché sennò sclero,
non mi interessa che tu condivida il mio pensiero.
Non cammino sulle nubi come Wonder Boy.
Mi credi il messia? Sono problemi tuoi! RIT.
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
in memoria di Carl Radle...
Eric Clapton : Motherless Children
from the album "461 Ocean Boulevard" (1974)

Motherless Children
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
They don't have anywhere to go;
Wandering around from door to door.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can;
So many things a father can't understand.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can;
So many things a sister can't understand.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead.
When your mother is dead, when your mother is dead.
When your mother is dead, Lord, when your mother is dead.

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Eric Clapton : Motherless Children
from the album "461 Ocean Boulevard" (1974)

Motherless Children
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
Motherless children have a hard time when mother is dead, lord.
They don't have anywhere to go;
Wandering around from door to door.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can when your mother is dead, lord.
Father will do the best he can;
So many things a father can't understand.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can when your mother is dead, lord.
Sister will do the best she can;
So many things a sister can't understand.
Nobody treats you like a mother will when your mother is dead.
When your mother is dead, when your mother is dead.
When your mother is dead, Lord, when your mother is dead.

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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
In questo periodo li sto ascoltando molto e questa è una delle mie preferite all'interno di un album stupendo.
Coldplay - "Talk"

Oh brother I can't, I can't get through
I've been trying hard to reach you, cause I don't know what to do
Oh brother I can't believe it's true
I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you
Oh I wanna talk to you
You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done
Are you lost or incomplete?
Do you feel like a puzzle, you can't find your missing piece?
Tell me how do you feel?
Well I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak
And they're talking it to me
So you take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or a write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done
Do something that's never been done
So you don't know were you're going, and you wanna talk
And you feel like you're going where you've been before
You tell anyone who'll listen but you feel ignored
Nothing's really making any sense at all
Let's talk, let's ta-a-alk
Let's talk, let's ta-a-alk
Coldplay - "Talk"
Oh brother I can't, I can't get through
I've been trying hard to reach you, cause I don't know what to do
Oh brother I can't believe it's true
I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you
Oh I wanna talk to you
You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done
Are you lost or incomplete?
Do you feel like a puzzle, you can't find your missing piece?
Tell me how do you feel?
Well I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak
And they're talking it to me
So you take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or a write a song nobody has sung
Or do something that's never been done
Do something that's never been done
So you don't know were you're going, and you wanna talk
And you feel like you're going where you've been before
You tell anyone who'll listen but you feel ignored
Nothing's really making any sense at all
Let's talk, let's ta-a-alk
Let's talk, let's ta-a-alk
Time to nut up or shut up...
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Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3
Architecture in Helsinki - Debbie
From: Places Like This
So i shook hands with you freely
made a promise not to clean the slate
and i didn't need you 'til melody
drew a line between love and hate
and i know i can be self righteous
and we both like to stretch the truth
but there's never been a song or a melody
that reminds me less of youth
hey there hey there
debbie down debbie down
And i felt my head exploding
so i left it beside the road
in the tall grass where
all the deer despair
at the thought of being stuffed in my home
and first we were antisocial
til we tried hibernating through
all the seasons where you dye your hair
in a failed attempt on blue
Said the fibber to the snake
there's an opportunist dude
watch his mouth its open wide
and he trying not to eat you
hey there hey there
debbie down debbie down
From: Places Like This
So i shook hands with you freely
made a promise not to clean the slate
and i didn't need you 'til melody
drew a line between love and hate
and i know i can be self righteous
and we both like to stretch the truth
but there's never been a song or a melody
that reminds me less of youth
hey there hey there
debbie down debbie down
And i felt my head exploding
so i left it beside the road
in the tall grass where
all the deer despair
at the thought of being stuffed in my home
and first we were antisocial
til we tried hibernating through
all the seasons where you dye your hair
in a failed attempt on blue
Said the fibber to the snake
there's an opportunist dude
watch his mouth its open wide
and he trying not to eat you
hey there hey there
debbie down debbie down
Non commettere atti che non siano puri
cioè non disperdere il seme.
Feconda una donna ogni volta che l'ami
così sarai uomo di fede:
Poi la voglia svanisce e il figlio rimane
e tanti ne uccide la fame.
Io, forse, ho confuso il piacere e l'amore:
ma non ho creato dolore.
cioè non disperdere il seme.
Feconda una donna ogni volta che l'ami
così sarai uomo di fede:
Poi la voglia svanisce e il figlio rimane
e tanti ne uccide la fame.
Io, forse, ho confuso il piacere e l'amore:
ma non ho creato dolore.



