Re: La Canzone Del Giorno, Part 3

[Emmanuelle]

Death Cab for Cutie-"Marching Bands Of Manhattan"

If I could open my arms
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan,
I'd bring it to where you are
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson
If I could open my mouth
Wide enough for a marching band to march out
They would make your name sing
And bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings.

I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same time
Oh what a beautiful view
If you were never aware of what was around you
And it is true what you said
That I live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.

Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown [4x]

Your love is gonna drown [4x]
Your love is gonna...

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Sono di Montreal e fanno indie rock. Fantastici.

[ripper23]

Fabrizio De Andrè & Roberto Murolo

Io mi chiamo Pasquale Cafiero
e son brigadiere del carcere oinè
io mi chiamo Cafiero Pasquale
sto a Poggio Reale dal ’53

e al centesimo catenaccio
alla sera mi sento uno straccio
per fortuna che al braccio speciale
c’è un uomo geniale che parla co’ me

Tutto il giorno con quattro infamoni
briganti, papponi, cornuti e lacchè
tutte l’ore cò ‘sta fetenzia
che sputa minaccia e s’à piglia cò me

ma alla fine m’assetto papale
mi sbottono e mi leggo ‘o giornale
mi consiglio con don Raffae’
mi spiega che penso e bevimm’ò cafè

A che bell’ò cafè
pure in carcere ‘o sanno fa
co’ à ricetta ch’à Ciccirinella
compagno di cella
ci ha dato mammà

Prima pagina venti notizie
ventuno ingiustizie e lo Stato che fa
si costerna, s’indigna, s’impegna
poi getta la spugna con gran dignità
mi scervello e mi asciugo la fronte
per fortuna c’è chi mi risponde
a quell’uomo sceltissimo immenso
io chiedo consenso a don Raffaè

Un galantuomo che tiene sei figli
ha chiesto una casa e ci danno consigli
mentre ‘o assessore che Dio lo perdoni
‘ndrento a ‘e roullotte ci tiene i visoni
voi vi basta una mossa una voce
c’ha ‘sto Cristo ci levano ‘a croce
con rispetto s’è fatto le tre
volite ‘a spremuta o volite ‘o cafè

A che bell’ò cafè
pure in carcere ‘o sanno fa
co’ à ricetta ch’à Ciccirinella
compagno di cella
ci ha dato mammà

A che bell’ò cafè
pure in carcere ‘o sanno fa
co’ à ricetta ch’à Ciccirinella
compagno di cella
ci ha dato mammà

Qui ci stà l’inflazione, la svalutazione
e la borsa ce l’ha chi ce l’ha
io non tengo compendio che chillo stipendio
e un ambo se sogno ‘a papà
aggiungete mia figlia Innocenza
vuo’ marito non tiene pazienza
non chiedo la grazia pe’ me
vi faccio la barba o la fate da sé

Voi tenete un cappotto cammello
che al maxi processo eravate ‘o chiù bello
un vestito gessato marrone
così ci è sembrato alla televisione
pe’ ‘ste nozze vi prego Eccellenza
mi prestasse pe’ fare presenza
io già tengo le scarpe e ‘o gillè
gradite ‘o Campari o volite ‘o cafè

A che bell’ò cafè
pure in carcere ‘o sanno fa
co’ à ricetta ch’à Ciccirinella
compagno di cella
ci ha dato mammà

A che bell’ò cafè
pure in carcere ‘o sanno fa
co’ à ricetta ch’à Ciccirinella
compagno di cella
ci ha dato mammà

Qui non c’è più decoro le carceri d’oro
ma chi l’ha mi viste chissà
chiste so’ fatiscienti pe’ chisto i fetienti
se tengono l’immunità

don Raffaè voi politicamente
io ve lo giuro sarebbe ‘no santo
ma ‘ca dinto voi state a pagà
e fora chiss’atre se stanno a spassà

A proposito tengo ‘no frate
che da quindici anni sta disoccupato
chill’ha fatto quaranta concorsi
novanta domande e duecento ricorsi
voi che date conforto e lavoro
Eminenza vi bacio v’imploro
chillo duorme co’ mamma e co’ me
che crema d’Arabia ch’è chisto cafè

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[The Snake 12]

The Kinks : Death Of A Clown

from the album "Something Else By The Kinks" (1967)



Death Of A Clown

My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin
I'm drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin
The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore
The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
So let's all drink to the death of a clown
Won't someone help me to break up this crown
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's all drink to the death of a clown

The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor
Nobody needs fortunes told anymore
The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
And frantically looking for runaway fleas

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
So won't someone help me to break up this crown
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la



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[The Snake 12]

The Who : Slip Kid

from the album "The Who By Numbers" (1975)



Slip Kid

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight ...

I've got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots
I'm runnin' in the rain
Gonna run till my feet are raw

Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
And I'm a soldier at thirteen
Slip kid, slip kid, realization
There's no easy way to be free
No easy way to be free

It's a hard, hard world

I left my doctor's prescription bungalow behind me
I left the door ajar
I left my vacuum flask
Full of hot tea and sugar
Left the keys right in my car

Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
Only half way up the tree
Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation
I'm a soldier at sixty-three
No easy way to be free

Slip kid, slip kid

Keep away old man, you won't fool me
You and your history won't rule me
You might have been a fighter, but admit you failed
I'm not affected by your blackmail
You won't blackmail me

I've got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
I've got my kit bag, my heavy boots
I'm runnin' in the rain
Gonna run till my feet are raw

Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble
Slip over here and set me free
Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
You're slidin down the hill like me
No easy way to be free
No easy way to be free
No easy way to be free



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[RashardLewis]

Da Milano, Heller... non è che mi faccia impazzire questa cover ma mi è rimasta impressa e lei sembra simpatica 

Heller - Material Girl
2008



Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me
I think theyre o.k.
If they dont give me proper credit
I just walk away

They can beg and they can plead
But they cant see the light, thats right
cause the boy with the cold hard cash
Is always mister right, cause we are

Chorus:

Living in a material world
And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

Some boys romance, some boys slow dance
Thats all right with me
If they cant raise my interest then i
Have to let them be

Some boys try and some boys lie but
I dont let them play
Only boys who save their pennies
Make my rainy day, cause they are

(chorus)

Living in a material world [material]
Living in a material world
(repeat)

Boys may come and boys may go
And thats all right you see
Experience has made me rich
And now theyre after me, cause everybodys

(chorus)

A material, a material, a material, a material world

Living in a material world [material]
Living in a material world


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[Emmanuelle]

The Album Leaf - Over the Pond

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[The Snake 12]

Pat Metheny Group : Jaco

from the album "Pat Metheny Group" (1978)



Jaco

(instrumental)



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[davidvanterpool]

Da Milano, Heller... non è che mi faccia impazzire questa cover ma mi è rimasta impressa e lei sembra simpatica 

Heller - Material Girl
2008

anoressica, testona e musicalmente improponibile.

[Cobain88]

Il canto del cervo dei Nirvana...
si dice cosi no?
A chi preferisce un rock meno duro consiglio la cover degli Evanescence...

E se non capite un cazzo del testo beh...dopo anni che li ascolto vi dico...e' normalissimo...

Heartshaped Box

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She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black

Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice

Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of your highness I'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back

Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Your advice
Your advice
Your advice

[RashardLewis]

anoressica, testona e musicalmente improponibile.

Conosco solo questa sua cover e non posso fare altro che quotarti... certo fa ridere vedere nel video i chitarristi con look e atteggiamento metal che suonano soft un pezzo del genere 
Per cambiare:

Suzanne Vega - The Queen And The Soldier
1985



The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door
He said, "I am not fighting for you any more"
The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before
And slowly she let him inside.


He said, "I've watched your palace up here on the hill
And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill
But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will
Only first I am asking you why."


Down in the long narrow hall he was led
Into her rooms with her tapestries red
And she never once took the crown from her head
She asked him there to sit down.


He said, "I see you now, and you are so very young
But I've seen more battles lost than I have battles won
And I've got this intuition, says it's all for your fun
And now will you tell me why?"


The young queen, she fixed him with an arrogant eye
She said, "You won't understand, and you may as well not try"
But her face was a child's, and he thought she would cry
But she closed herself up like a fan.


And she said, "I've swallowed a secret burning thread
It cuts me inside, and often I've bled"
He laid his hand then on top of her head
And he bowed her down to the ground.


"Tell me how hungry are you? How weak you must feel
As you are living here alone, and you are never revealed
But I won't march again on your battlefield"
And he took her to the window to see.


And the sun, it was gold, though the sky, it was gray
And she wanted more than she ever could say
But she knew how it frightened her, and she turned away
And would not look at his face again.


And he said, "I want to live as an honest man
To get all I deserve and to give all I can
And to love a young woman who I don't understand
Your highness, your ways are very strange."


But the crown, it had fallen, and she thought she would break
And she stood there, ashamed of the way her heart ached
She took him to the doorstep and she asked him to wait
She would only be a moment inside.


Out in the distance her order was heard
And the soldier was killed, still waiting for her word
And while the queen went on strangeling in the solitude she preferred
The battle continued on 


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[predu17]

Ozzy Osbourne - Mama I'm Coming Home

Album:No More Tears



Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come, but I aint the same
Mama, Im coming home
Times gone by seem to be
You could have been a better friend to me
Mama, Im coming home

You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned aroound
By the fire in your eyes

You made me cry, you told me lies
But I cant stand to say goodbye
Mama, Im coming home
I could be right, I could be wrong
Hurts so bad, its been so long
Mama, Im coming home

Selfish love yeah were both alone
The ride before the fall
But Im gonna take this heart of stone
I just got to have it all

Chorus
Ive seen your face a hundred times
Everyday weve been apart
I dont care about the sunshine, yeah
cause mama, mama, Im coming home
Im coming home

You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes

Chorus

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[Gilbertology]

Il canto del cervo dei Nirvana...
si dice cosi no?

O così, o le corna del cigno...

[BruceSmith]

la mia canzone del giorno, il canto del cammello di ligabue.

Leggero - Ligabue
1995

Ci son macchine nascoste e, però, nascoste male
e le vedi dondolare al ritmo di chi è li dentro
per potersi consolare
godendo sui clacson.
Fra i fantasmi di Elvis ci son nuvole in certe camere
e meno ombrelli di quel che pensi.
Lo sapete cos'ha in testa il mago Walter
quando il trucco gli riesce non pensa più a niente?
E i ragazzi son in giro
certo alcuni sono in sala giochi
e l'odore dei fossi forse lo riconoscono in pochi.
E le senti le vene
piene di ciò che sei
e ti attacchi alla vita che hai

Leggero, nel vestito migliore, senza andata né ritorno, senza destinazione.
Leggero, nel vestito migliore, nella testa un po' di sole ed in bocca una
canzone.

Dove passerà la banda, col suo suono fuori moda
col suo suono un giorno un po' pesante
un giorno invece troppo leggero?
mentre Key si sbatte perché le urla la vena
pensi che sei fortunato:
ti è mancato proprio solo un pelo
e ti vedi con una che fa il tuo stesso giro
e ti senti il diritto di sentirti leggero
c'è qualcuno che urla per un addio al celibato
per una botta di vita con una troia affittata.
E le senti le vene
piene di ciò che sei
e ti attacchi alla vita che hai.

Leggero, nel vestito migliore, senza andata né ritorno senza destinazione.
Leggero, nel vestito migliore, sulla testa un po' di sole ed in bocca una canzone.

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[Cobain88]

Gilbert per favore...gia' mi hai dato una lezione sul campo ora vuoi farlo anche fuori...sei incontentabile!
:lol2:

Cmq so benissimo che era canto del cigno...era solo una scusa per avere una nomination per agli award del sito...

Poi se riesco a far partire un tormentone tanto meglio...

[The Snake 12]

Bee Gees : You Should Be Dancing

from the album "Saturday Night Fever OST" (1977)



You Should Be Dancing

My baby moves at midnight
goes right on till the dawn
My woman takes me higher
my woman keeps me warm

What you doin' on your back aah
What you doin'on your back aah?
You should be dancing, yeah
dancing, yeah

She's juicy and she's trouble
She gets it to me good
My woman gives me power
Goes right down to my blood

What you doin' on your back aah
What you doin'on your back aah?
You should be dancing, yeah
dancing, yeah

My baby moves at midnight
goes right on till the dawn
My woman takes me higher
my woman keeps me warm

What you doin' on your back aah
What you doin'on your back aah?
You should be dancing, yeah
dancing, yeah
You should be dancing, yeah
You should be dancing, yeah
You should be dancing, yeah
You should be dancing, yeah
You should be dancing, yeah



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