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agamennone
02:41
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I wonder how we can do a lot of things at the same time
I wonder when my son wins me, with a memory game
I wanna understand where's the line
between automation and reason
I'm playing'n' singing' these rymes
while I'm thinkin' to my son
The art to be aware what you're doing
without mind
karate, aikido, kung fu, judo
need this stuff to be acted
watchin' so acute the enemy,
your legs are movin by theirself
or jumpin and laughting in a live gig
during the guitar solo
How can I understand this tone
it is a gift, or I need to train more?!
I don't wanna be a machine that makes sounds
but I need to feel it, to love it, to explain it.
URLE'
I need to feel it, to love it, to explain it.
Where'se the meeting point between rationality and ralish
LAZIOOO
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2. |
mario
04:26
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Damn, I've forgotten my keys
I 'll knock the door, babe open your eyes wide
walkin' alone to the bar,
It's so discounted, I need to buy smokes
Opening the door I feel familiar fragrances
Aside I see a lot of green:
Figures with cues, smooth rolling balls
I'm facin' on to this side,
And I sit watchin them with the eyes of a child
Goodnight, billiard-man, how's going?!
I sit 5 minutes, make me dreams of an hole
nothing better than cover the tip with tha chalk deserved a lonely
If I think seriously, pool is not so cool
the billiard-man smells and he lacks a teeth
babe I lookin for a thing to fill my hole
Damn, I'm at the crystal lake,
raimbow trouts here, rod, reel, line, rules
I wanna be a fisherman,
don't you know how the others are lookin when I have a catch
nothing better than raise the fish with the line and take a picture.
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4. |
mirco e frociele
04:13
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Why this van is running'?
Why this van is stopped?
I promised to myself to repair it someday
but the wheel is gone in the middle of the highway
so I say "Pig God!"
the show can't wait, we have to pray
why i said "I will do!" what a beautiful view
we must trash it
the fact is that I've learned it now
but the lesson's fresh,
we forget it so fast
Why this van is burning? Why this van is fun?
Somi caballi allalli bicalli (...)
That's the way for us, what a beautiful view
we should trash it
the fact is that I've learned it now
but the lesson's fresh,
we forget it so fast
How this fact has hurted? How it hurts my friends?
While I'm thinking about it, I should remember when I was so scared
I was so white on face
What a belvedere we should trash it
AAA
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5. |
orlando
03:39
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1000 words or just a breathe, I don't know where
I can begin to explain the love
like a masterpiece, just say hello. Hello.
The greatest writes evergreens, songs that touch the heart
from the smaller child to the cinic man, I have no choiche and sensibility
to explain what I feel.
Romantic is my soul, but there's no way to write it new
I think it's one of my lacks but I've tried with no resault.
Maybe it's your way, my dear.
The point is, that I think people it's different,
no one it's better than the others
just check who is good to socialize with you
from this time to the end
maybe it's your way, my dear
An example, I can't stand to stay with lazies.
Nervous I am but my habits
are not totally write
I should take it with love
from this time to the end
maybe it's your way, my dear.
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6. |
ram das
03:11
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Last demotape of a friend’s band, last
album of a new brand
I feel good good while I’m putting it on
my car radio
Sometimes it makes me wonder, but now
‘sounds good’ it’s not the exact word
Seconds keep going the drums feels are
sloppy as Travis, bass line sounds like a
fart and tha lead guitar sucks, lead vocal
sucks, back vocals suck, all lyrics suck.
It’s time to pull out the special move, I
don’t know a better way to clean this
tune: throw it out, shoot it up, hear the
crash. Well, I still drive. I’m disgusted,
like when Mugna pissed on me, I feel
sorry, someone has worked hard on it
this thought is gone, I’m ready to try
again.
Ram Das song, discover what you hear
now. Before this act I wanna take a look
to the cover of this shit called ‘music art’:
why this voice was so familiar?
“ActionMen”: it’s the brand, “Promo stuff”:
title written by pen, I don’t remember
when, I smile I say well done,
that’ s my shit.
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7. |
dubai
01:07
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Dubai, Dubai la canzone di Dubai (...)
Dubai è un gatto che non sa più che cosa dire
Leonardo è il suo padrone, suo fratello di sangue
E' una coppia mitica che vivrà per sempre.
Leo, Dubai Leo Dubai
Dubai, Dubai la canzone di Dubai (...)
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8. |
diosporc
01:53
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It's the time, it's gone, it's time, it's gone
a little thought below it
that's my hair, less chick or gray, or matt
no reason to complain
like my memories, good or bad but always deep
has signed a scar on my skin
maybe I felt the pain, and I kept holding tight
otherwise it could be worse yeah
don't realize how's the time of your life,
until the moment's gone
all the experience I've learned so hard
makes me too serious
I don't wanna lose the typical instinct
of a young guy
diosporc
like my memories (...)
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9. |
mugna latin
02:41
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Te he encontrado in un momento
pero ya estabas desde tiempo memorable
negra como la felonia
rara y pura como agua de fuente
you're the hardest stone
but it was so easy to broke you
maravillosa y peligrosa, bruta si pero preziosa
tu encendes los suonos
ponendo las manos asasinas
sinas
come mi mierda
come mi excrementos
morde mi escroto hasta sangrar
you were my hope, I had the heart so dry and hungry
come in my hand alessandra diamond, diamond
like the rock
I need zulus to bring you here
no way to watch you without a smile
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10. |
jack mcquack
03:44
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Il mio amico Jack McQuack
E' così grande, forte e bello che distrugge la città
Il mio amico Jack McQuack
E' colorato
E' un drogato.
Jack McQuack, It's your first time,
you'll see it by your eyes
A place into mountains that time seems to be stopped by.
Facin' on the "angry way", walking so hard and loud
finally a cheating valley is opening to welcome un
Men at work, orti e bestie
sometimes a break to smoke
don't miss the shows when summer's warm
it's called
Piamba Piamba Ruccioli
Piamba Piamba, Indu e barbe
No idro just rivers no gas just flames
Piamba Piamba, PIAMBARUCCIOLI
Il mio amico Jack McQuack
E' così grande, forte e bello che distrugge la città
Il mio amico Jack McQuack
E' colorato
E' una pianta.
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11. |
kebab
04:14
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It's up sometimes, during a trip, wo.
I'd like to compare this travel like your life
Inside a van or in a train's cabin
just a window to get it in
long 's the way to get a meaning of life
a lot of stops, curves and delays.
I started this way 25 years ago, probably I met who will carry me home
Who knows who's coming inside the wagon
A sick boy or santa Claus
While i'm shitting in the bath
I'm not there to get my luck
The earth is keep in change, and I'm moving while I'm losing my hair
but sitting in this chair, I can face the troubles of my age
and Just one break to eat something, fast! Just wash the hands and the head at least
long 's the way to arrive at the end, I would like to stop this stuff at the end.
Kebab for lunch
Who knows who's coming inside the wagon
A sick boy or santa Claus
While i'm shitting in the bath
I'm not there to get my luck
I need a slice of truth, I'm not able to know you
I'd like to compare this travel like your life
I continue wishing in a day of sun
my guitar's in the bag ready to be shown
long's the way to be satisfied
I'm sorry we're at the end of the song,
we'll it's like when you turn off your iPhone
the rails continue to get us somewhere,
we spend 3 minutes thinking what we are
While I pissing in the bath
I suppose there's my luck to wait me
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12. |
mugna II
04:49
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After the 6th beerbong a fire burns me down
it makes my sense acutes, my abstination's goin' on
I met I girl, we fucked as well.
I didn't care if I can smell
but i think that time's changing
I see it around me
I am the older man, at every party I feel shame
the beauty girls are merried, or too young or too horrible
maybe I should get pregnant my girlfriend and touch the meaning of the father
I don't know
When I'm going to do
Like a little John, I can't grow my son
My education sucks, I can teach to get drunk
So everyday I must dry my paid: house, car, nappies, I am lame
Is it my fear or a defective generation?
Denis, call me! Come on let's party! I flight on the crowd, the alcohol is loud.
But I feel that time's changing..
I see it around me.
I don't know
When I'm going to do
Like a little John, I can't grow my son
My education sucks, I can teach to get drunk
I don't wanna be alone, I must leave what is wrong.
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13. |
turbo pascal
03:00
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I've never appreciate these people so much,
they can't forget my feelings
soo useless
shadows, places, times, waters
If I blink around to look for something new
I see just fast foods and PullandBear for clothes
ooo
Am I sure that's my research was good?
But I think who judge a man by his appereance
of a useless soul it's worst, someone
is empty, but who knows how he's really so lost?!
And I could cover you and me with a couple of glass
We could be in a big shit, woo the smell will not pass
It's so nice to know about this town
USA or AFRICA without you it's so flat.
I think my ways are right but I don't expect
your understanding dude,
your idea not mine.
I'm not the victim of myself
good night.
Who are you or who am I to judge the others,
what it black, or white.
And I could cover you and me with a couple of glass
We could be in a big shit, woo the smell will not pass
It's so nice to know about this town
italy or Canada without you it's so flat.
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14. |
querela
02:46
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Now listen, how?
Now shake me, you!
Please follow, one!
Leave the wrong way!
It means nothing, but we can take times
to do what is useless, it could keep away stress
no way to grow yourself esteem tonight
I kick to outlet all the shadows and lights
Continue dancing and don't think that's wrong
the duty's coming and we face it, it's won
yesterday's new, tomorrow's gone.
Please dress me, off!
Please bite me, whore!
Please suck my feeeeeeet
Close your eyes, eat my food
keep your tongue out and tight
taste the dish, sit and smoke
done, it's done - repeat it once
And I know it could make you be disappointed
this is the only way to make us better
Uooo
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mugna III
02:13
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an accident changes your life
i don't know
don't want to look back
i just know that i woke up with my brand new face
free,
lazy and honest
i never count till tree before open my mouth
no lies or bad words
the guys are puffin and the girls get out
i'm alone every morning at the bar
people around
i spit on the crowd
another empty day to face on
i wait for a call that never comes to me
we bless him who join us on the road
can you see the difference between the world
and what you've got
can i say something?
who's the Rocco's name?
stoned in my bed
i'm conscious and i laught to the world
i'm alone every morning with my pot
Priscilla sound
i shit on the ground
nothing to do but fisting the cows
Loretta naked
never comes to me
with your boyfriend let's have a date with me.
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16. |
marino
03:03
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Try to get a lift
I've tried to avoid your lips
who knows who's the dog
I really know that I am this one
Try to seem impressed
I try to give it a fuck
"darling, I'm here"
I fall down in my honeyed ways
I'm foolish, cheecky
I'm watcing at the mirror and I say I'm not him
Swindler, Rascal
Rascal, Rascal not the beaver but the freak.
Try to get cabins
I tried to but a salsicc'
Who knows who's the dog,
bah, I know that I can find truffs (hahaha)
I tried to know myself
I say: Wow!NO! Wow!
I can't resist to bring back this bone
Pathetic! Spotty!
I'm watcing at the mirror and I cannot admit my ways
Swindler, Rascal
Rascal, Rascal not the beaver but the freak.
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17. |
franco
01:51
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I'm so wild cause I'm born into the mountains
I'm so wild cause I lived
between the woods, the rivers and the mushrooms,
no one knows How I teach.
I hate to stay here, in the city or @ the sea
between cars and Iron Hills
but when summer comes it's warm and I don't want it
The beach makes me deep
too much beer inside me, to much time, time to sleep
It's better when I'm walking talking with the trees
I've not the body so bold, feeling fresh in the beard
it's the best thing ever, it is my peace.
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18. |
cantante dei Korn
02:10
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Everyday it's the same old story yeah
I've tried.
An hole like you I can find it
Everyday in everyplace allright
Stupid girly-oversize
Now I wanna do a shit painted blue
the same kinda nightmare that we've done for the first time
Oh no, FAVATTA
You've left here crying,me and you, babe, no more!
Good riddance, I can always get drunk
I can show my dick everytime I want
But a thought carries on my mind from few weeks, now
oh my gosh, what is wrong?
It's hard to accept after what I've said,
but my feelings are a mirror of my truth
so I miss you
and your big thigh
I can't forget it, I cannot deny
lovely saddy tits,
what I will do? So I miss you
Every your rolls
Your sewery breath, your greased hair
I've never met a girl before you.
it's incredible but I miss you only if you hate me,
my little big wardrobe.
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19. |
demetrio
02:56
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Right now I'm in front of you singin' my song
or this cd is playing inside your car
anyway I should get you an emotion, good or bad
I've lost my rights to give it all
My hopes will never die, satisfation burns so fast
I can't get the feeling right,
I look down the floor, when I should tell you with my eyes
we're not totally happy, totally sad
we shouldn't look for truths but realize our aims
It's not easy
think that it's just your time, just your life
don't you know the meaning of a saturday night?
after a week of hard work, a perfect balance of routine waves
If they lack
I see me, I'm 30 years old, dull life brings me to suicide
or get a tragedy, it makes us strong, is that price still enought?
So I'll take my guitar and say fuck off
My hopes...
I need your help, I'm not a good preacher
I like religion stuff for myself
try to think who I could be
without this song or lyric
Right now I feel myself so fuckin' free
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20. |
mugna 45
02:41
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Maybe too much compliments, are you sure to be a the end of the school?
Oh It's hard, to get outside and do a real opinion of yourself
Too much time I've lost this way, so late
the awareness it's the first step to cure
We were wrong
we left the right way stoppin' at the cross
There's nothng left to do
must take guitar or bass yeah
get down your head and toil it
Be humble, I must be humble .. you too
Example comes from the best, insicurity brings suckers
to watch you by the top
I feel good, I'm looking forward, and my teacher's waiting
and my future smiles me
the way is found yeah
all alone but straight I've got nothing inside my hand, nothing inside my hand
everything to learn.
We are strong
we left our idols they are normal men
there's nothing left to do
just write what the id explains, don't lose yourself in canons
be humble, must be humble
No needs to appear on radio or tv,
a bouch of friends, the esteem of who counts
are my words, it's my lay.
must go straight, don't feel complete.
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21. |
murgia
04:50
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I'm here to conclude what we've done for 10 years,
having fun playing hard, laughting hard playing bad somewhere
Behind the snare a lot of dudes are changed
we gived the experience, we give our soul and it's gone.
A kick in the leg to laught and cry, a kick in the leg called LOPEZ
It remains an hug and the word goodbye.
Look around, I see people who don't give a fuck of the other guys
Without Ill-feeling I bless the choiche.
Beside me I have the impossible love, it's so perfect, a brother of our superior thought
But his life can't allow a superior way, it let us in a sting
A kick in the leg to laught and cry, a kick in the leg called uuu
I hate to be in a circle of men who don't care about the other tales and they can't wait
to show their I wonder
when I see sensible minds, wow, they hear me
relations should be a marriage of shares..
A question mark posted between, after and before
a closed door follows better times, the next door
we raise our head, we leave the eyes from the floor.
It remains an hug and the word goodbye.
Look around, I see people who don't give a fuck of the other guys
But I wanna be different, wanna grow my son, well, with the awareness of the others
It's time
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22. |
salamm
06:49
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actionmen Ravenna, Italy
Crazy rock since 2000. Stage shared with the best bands of the world. Random music written.
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