Heavy Heavy HeavyYou're my styleHeavy Heavy Hevay You're my leather oneHeavy Heavy
Stole my heartHeavy Heavy Heavy You're my tied-up bride I
You make howl at nightI You make crawl uptightIYour weight is all I likeFineYou're bigger than my life Now it fells rightTonight's the nightFor meEverything goesWe knowThat we're gonna mess around
My elephant sealYou are so realOh I won'tNever hang upSo come homeand just give me what I want Scream and shout is what you're up toMy fur is ready for youShow me your back, then your neck, close your eyesand you'll never ask me to stop Heavy Heavy Heavy Love your poundsHeavy Heavy Heavy Now your flesh is warmHeavy Heavy Heavy
Stand upon me all night
Heavy Heavy Heavy The whip is on your side Your weight is all I likeYou're bigger than my life Now it fells rightTonight's the nightFor meEverything goesWe knowThat we're gonna break our bones My elephant seal U are so realOh I won'tNever hang upSo come on And just give me what I want
Lyrics ... Punchy, attitude & bold chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in ...Punchy, attitude & bold chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in Spanglish. We stand united defending what's ours. Male rapper, male backing vocals, brass ensemble, Spanish guitar, synth, Latin & electronic percussion.
ES:
Everybody get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We are blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
Mis hermanos quemando dentro e' la traila
Keeping it up
Mis compas y mis hommies no fallan
Always ready pa' la batalla
Full energy on the mic try it out
No te alcanza
Con el flow de mi barrio no hay tranza
Riding on the bike con los vatos en la acera
4 pretty girls manejando un panamera
Los primos try the rizz on the chicks
Quien pudiera
Pero como Sammy Sosa los batearon para afuera
Hacemos lo quiera pero con lo que se pueda
Vida sin complicaciones esa es nuestra manera
Sonreímos siempre donde quiera y como quiera
La familia y los amigos esa es nuestra bandera
I'm feeling like im flying
Rhyming at my desire
Por mi barrio siempre fighting
Rápido como lightning
In the streets im surviving
While I'm rapping
About rising
I'm the best no pretend I'm on fire
Everybody get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We are blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
Mis hermanos quemando dentro e' la traila
Keeping it up
Mis compas y mis hommies no fallan
Always ready pa' la batalla
Full energy on the mic try it out
No te alcanza
Con el flow de mi barrio no hay tranza
Siempre ponemos el corazón
Unidos no importa la situación
Aunque se caiga el mundo y creamos que no hay razón
Estaremos siempre al frente defendiendo
Nuestro honor
Ando con mi clicka making plans
The radio is exploding and the DJ play my tracks
Maybe one day we are making racks
Pero ahora no me importa todo lo hago por mis fans
My mama told me one day
Mijo se que triunfarás
Se que triunfarás
Se que triunfarás
Theres no chance to me
To pick the wrong way
Theres no chance to me
To pick the wrong way
Pues ando chambeando por mi family all day
All day, all day
Mi camino es el rap
Everybody get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We are blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
Mis hermanos quemando dentro e' la traila
Keeping it up
Mis compas y mis hommies no fallan
Always ready pa' la batalla
Full energy on the mic try it out
No te alcanza
Con el flow de mi barrio no hay tranza
EN:
Everybody, get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We're blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
My brothers burning it inside the trailer
Keeping it up
My buddies and my homies never fail
Always ready for battle
Full energy on the mic, try it out
You don't have enough
With the flow of my neighborhood, there's no trouble
Riding on the bike with the guys on the sidewalk
Four pretty girls driving a Panamera
The cousins try the rizz on the chicks
Who could
But like Sammy Sosa, they batted them out
We do what we want but with what we can
Life without complications, that's our way
We smile always, wherever and however
Family and friends, that's our flag
I'm feeling like I'm flying
Rhyming at my desire
For my neighborhood, always fighting
Fast like lightning
In the streets, I'm surviving
While I'm rapping
About rising
I'm the best, no pretending, I'm on fire
Everybody, get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We're blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
My brothers burning it inside the trailer
Keeping it up
My buddies and my homies never fail
Always ready for battle
Full energy on the mic, try it out
You don't have enough
With the flow of my neighborhood, there's no trouble
We always put our heart
United no matter the situation
Even if the world falls apart and we think there's no sense
We'll always be at the forefront defending
Our honor
I'm with my clique making plans
The radio is exploding and the DJ plays my tracks
Maybe one day we're making racks
But now I don't care, I do everything for my fans
My mama told me one day
Son, I know you'll succeed
I know you'll succeed
I know you'll succeed
There's no chance for me
To pick the wrong way
There's no chance for me
To pick the wrong way
Because I'm working for my family all day
All day, all day
My path is rap
Everybody, get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We're blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
My brothers burning it inside the trailer
Keeping it up
My buddies and my homies never fail
Always ready for battle
Full energy on the mic, try it out
You don't have enough
With the flow of my neighborhood, there's no trouble
Lyrics ... Electro pop. Urgent & lively. Synths, electric guitar, male singer & ...Electro pop. Urgent & lively. Synths, electric guitar, male singer & rhythm.
Join us in the queueThere’s a party in the place tonightGet some friends with youI want to see all of them by my side Take some bottles tooAin’t gone fall down high and dryLoad yourself anewAnd don’t forget to leave us some aside Everytime, Everywhere, Everyone is the sameEverytime everyone is trying to find someoneSometime when, somewhere else, someone like no one elseAnyway everyone will never find anyone Come as you want toNo one will tell you how cool you areEven you’re not in the moodI promise we all gone make it alright Everytime, Everywhere, Everyone is the sameEverytime everyone is trying to find someoneSometime when, somewhere else, someone like no one elseAnyway everyone will never find anyone Is there anything else to do tonight in the city ?Is there anyone to see after this party ?
Lyrics ... Song. 1880. Sung in Napolitan. Dancing & joyful. Male voice, piano, ...Song. 1880. Sung in Napolitan. Dancing & joyful. Male voice, piano, mandolin, acoustic guitar, flutes & tambourin.
Napoletano:Aieressera, oì nanninè, me ne sagliette, tu saie addò tu saie addò Addò 'stu core 'ngrato cchiù dispietto farme nun pò! Addò lo fuoco coce, ma si fuie Te lassa sta! E nun te corre appriesso, nun te struie, 'ncielo a guardà!... Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà, Funiculì, funiculà! Né... jammo da la terra a la montagna! no passo nc'è! Se vede Francia, Proceta e la Spagna... Io veco a tte! Tirato co la fune, ditto 'nfatto, 'ncielo se va.. Se va comm' 'à lu viento a l'intrasatto, guè, saglie sà! Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà, Funiculì, funiculà! Se n' 'è sagliuta, oì né, se n' 'è sagliuta la capa già! È gghiuta, pò è turnata, pò è venuta... Sta sempe ccà! La capa vota, vota, attuorno, attuorno, Attuorno a tte! Sto core canta sempe Nu taluorno Sposammo, oì né! Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà, Funiculì, funiculà!
Français:Hier soir, Annette, je suis monté Devine où ? Où ce cœur ingrat ne peut plus m'embêter! Là où le feu brûle, mais si tu te sauves Il te laisse tranquille Et ne te poursuit pas, ni ne se lasse de contempler le ciel! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Funiculi, funiculè, funiculi, funiculaire ! Allons au sommet, funiculì, funiculaire ! Allons de la terre à la montagne, il n'y a qu'un pas. On voit la France, Procida et l'Espagne, moi je te vois toi! Avec le funiculaire, aussitôt dit aussitôt fait, nous sommes montés au ciel... Allons comme le vent, montons, montons! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Funiculi, funiculè, funiculi, funiculaire! Allons au sommet, funiculì, funiculaire! Si on ne l'a pas perdue, Annette, si on n'a pas encore perdu la tête, Elle y est allée, a tourné, en est revenue, et elle est toujours là! La tête tourne, tourne autour, autour de toi ! Et mon cœur chante toujours: un jour Annette épouse-moi! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Allons, allons, au sommet allons-y ! Funiculi, funiculè, funiculi, funiculaire! Allons au sommet, funiculì, funiculaire !
English: I climbed up high this evening, oh, Nanetta,Do you know where? Do you know where?Where this ungrateful heartNo longer pains me! No longer pains me!Where fire burns, but if you run away,It lets you be, it lets you be!It doesn't follow after or torment youJust with a look, just with a look. Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula!To the top we'll go, funiculi, funicula!Let's go from here below up to the mountain,A step away! A step away!You can see France, Procida, and Spain,And I see you! And I see you!You rise, pulled by a cable, quick as a wink,Into the sky! Into the sky!We'll rise up like a whirlwind all of a suddenKnows how to do! Knows how to do! Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula!To the top we'll go, funiculi, funicula!The car has climbed up high, see, climbed up high now,Right to the top! Right to the top!It went, and turned around, and came back down,And now it's stopped! And now it's stopped!The top is turning round, and round, and round,Around yourself! Around yourself!My heart is singing the same refrain:We should be wed! We should be wed!Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Let's go, let's go! To the top we'll go!Funiculi, funicula, funiculi, funicula!To the top we'll go, funiculi, funicula! p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Arial; color: #000000} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #000000; min-height: 14.0px} p.p3 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #000000} span.s1 {font-kerning: none} span.s2 {font: 12.0px Arial; font-kerning: none}
Lyrics ... Fiery & passionate. Neapolitan song and symphony orchestra.
Aieressera, oì nanninè, me ne sagliette, tu saie addò tu saie addò Addò 'stu core 'ngrato cchiù dispietto farme nun pò! Addò lo fuoco coce, ma si fuie te lassa sta! E nun te corre appriesso, nun te struie, 'ncielo a guardà!... Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà, funiculì, funiculà!Né... jammo da la terra a la montagna! no passo nc'è! Se vede Francia, Proceta e la Spagna... Io veco a tte! Tirato co la fune, ditto 'nfatto, 'ncielo se va.. Se va comm' 'à lu viento a l'intrasatto, guè, saglie sà! Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà, funiculì, funiculà!Se n' 'è sagliuta, oì né, se n' 'è sagliuta la capa già! È gghiuta, pò è turnata, pò è venuta... sta sempe ccà! La capa vota, vota, attuorno, attuorno, attuorno a tte! Sto core canta sempe nu taluorno Sposammo, oì né! Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà, funiculì, funiculà!
Lyrics ... Pop song. Animated & stimulating. Electric guitar, organ, male singer ...Pop song. Animated & stimulating. Electric guitar, organ, male singer & drums.
Swing me round then let me goas summer’s streets return to snow, help me get my feet back on the groundand the next time if your calling I’ll be around. What would it take just to let it go?Swing me round with nails of goldas summer streets return to cold,help me get my feet back on the ground. Because joy comes and then she goeslike every summer’s night we’ve known. Help me get my feet back on the ground and in the end it always comes around.
What would it take?I want to feel, I want to go.
Go. Go. Go again!I want to feel, I want to grow, again. Heart - I want to know, I want to know again.I want to feel again! What would it take - to come around?Again…
Jumping From Tree To TreeLike The Urban MonkeyI’ve Always Meant To BeI’m Gliding Over The City Lately, NightlyTill The Sun Comes Up Met My Favourite PornstarDown The Champs ElyseesWhile I Was Riding AimlesslyFreewheelingCan You Keep A Secret?Keep The Balance, Set The Pace?Take It Easy,Make It Easy On YourselfYou Lucky Little Boy Dancing Through The NightWhen The Clocks Stop TickingStilettoes Are BurningAll Over The City When The Clocks Stop TickingTomorrow Is Dying Jumping From Tree To TreeLike The Urban MonkeyI’ve Always Meant To BeI’m Gliding Over The City Daily, NightlyTill The Sun Comes UpMet My Favourite PornstarDown The Champs ElyseesWhile I Was Riding AimlesslyFreewheeling Can You Keep A Secret?Keep The Balance, Set The Pace?Take It Easy,Make It Easy On YourselfYou Lucky Little BoyDancing Through The Night When The Clocks Stop TickingStilettos Are Burning All Over The City
Up There With The GodsYou Lost The PlotYou Might Be Off The RadarNo One Will Pay Attention To Your Heavenly Melodies. Standing On The ClifftopHanging Upside Down In Your Morning CoatShine Your Platform ShoesAs You Get Ready For The Last AnnouncementEveryone Involved Was Very Proud Thanks For Your Commitment
TonightTonight Chairlift, Chairlift To The Top.Please Please Don’t Mess It Up. Get Well Soon Julian!Suddenly Possessed I Woke Up To The Sound Of A Clockwork Orange .Shine Your Platform ShoesAs You Get Ready For The Last AnnouncementEveryone Involved Was Very Proud Thanks For Your Commitment
It Never Dawned On MeThe Neighbours Would ComplainOverwhelmed By GriefMesmerized By This Young Lady Up There With The GodsWe’re Powerful As Gods Tonight Tonight TonightUp There With The GodsWe’re Powerful As Gods
Half-Baked MelodiesIs This What You Want?Is This What You Want? Shine Your Platform ShoesAs You Get Ready For The Last AnnouncementEveryone Involved Was Very Proud Thanks For Your Commitment
Tonight This Chance Meeting Got Me Started Christ Of The Abyss
Indie rock song with a bluesy feeling. Catchy riff, driving & ...Indie rock song with a bluesy feeling. Catchy riff, driving & percussive. Rock band with male singer & claps.
Indie rock with a bluesy feeling. Catchy riff, driving & percussive. ...Indie rock with a bluesy feeling. Catchy riff, driving & percussive. Rock band & claps.
Born in a riddleAway, so far away from hereCaught in the middleAway, so far awayFalling a littleAway, so far away from hereBorn in a riddleWay so far away
Black supernova got you wishing on a dark star10 million light years and you wonder where you areA ray of sunshine saw you shooting through the night skyYou might have gone too far Born in a riddleAway, so far away from hereCaught in the middleAway, so far awayFalling a littleAway, so far away from hereBorn in a riddleWay so far away I'll cross the darkness like a neutron in the white skyElectric orbit, you're a magnet in the lightRadio scramble like a pulsar in your dead mindExploding in my eyes Born in a riddleAway, so far away from hereBorn in a riddleWay so far away Black supernova caught you wishing on a dark star10 billion light years and you'll wonder where you areA ray of sunshine couldn't shoot you through the night skyYou might have gone too far Born in a riddleAway, so far away from hereBorn in a riddleWay so far away
Lyrics ... Energic & proud. Rock band with male singer.
I like the way you danceI like the way you hold me tightI like the way you move your bodyI like the way you turn me onI like it when you do these things to meI like it when you do these things This is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is how you turn me on. Turn me on
I like it when you danceI like it when I hold you tightI like it when you move your bodyI like it when you turn me onI like it when you do these things to meI like it when you do these things This is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is how you turn me on. Turn me on How you turn me on. This is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is why you turn me on. This is why you turn me on. This is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is how you turn me on. Turn me onThis is why you turn me on.
Lyrics ... Rageous & powerful. Rock band with synth & male singer.
I'm thinking about the futureI'm thinking about nowI'm thinking about the universeI'm thinking 'bout the sky I think about timeI think about time and spaceI think about the worldI think about the sky And sometimes I think about you. SometimesAnd sometimes I think about you. Sometimes I think about the empty spaceThe arrow of timeI think about the universeI think about the sky And sometimes I think about you. SometimesAnd sometimes I think about you. SometimesI think about you. Sometimes I think about the empty spaceThe arrow of timeI think about the universeI think about the sky And sometimes I think about you. SometimesAnd sometimes I think about you. SometimesI think about you. Sometimes Sometimes , sometimes.Sometimes , sometimes.
Lyrics ... Lively & triumphant. Slowing down @ 1'48. Rock band with synth & male ...Lively & triumphant. Slowing down @ 1'48. Rock band with synth & male singer.
A new age is coming , a new age is coming Beyond the stars (not far away from here)Up in the Sky (a change in the atmosphere)Beyond the stars (beyond your deepest fears)Up in the Sky (a change in the atmosphere) A new age is coming , a new age is comingA new age is coming , a new age is coming A new age of wisdom (not far away from here)For the human kind (a change in the atmosphere)A new age of wisdom (beyond your deepest fears)And power to the people (power to the people) A new age is coming , a new age is coming. Power to the people (people)A new age is coming , a new age is coming. Power to the people (people) Now your eyes are looking through a million shining starsFar away, aming for the starsNow your mind is reaching for the distant lightFar away, beyond your deepest fears A new age is coming , a new age is coming. Power to the people (people)A new age is coming , a new age is coming. Power to the people (people)
The arrows and the squares are not even shapes to meI leave this world forgivingThe fate for which i cared Let's all make a fire and talk about those spheres
Lyrics ... Song. Sung in Italian. XVIIth century. Joyful & carefree. Male voice, ...Song. Sung in Italian. XVIIth century. Joyful & carefree. Male voice, mandolins, acoustic guitar & tambourin.
Italianol coracino, che andava per mare, venne voglia di sposarsi. si fece un bel vestito di scaglie di spine pulito pulito con una parrucca tutta piena di rimasugli avvolti, con il colletto, fazzoletto da collo e polsini di seta inglese molto fine.
Con i calzoni di reti di fondo, scarpe e calze di pelle di tonno e mantella e mantellina di alghe e peli di bue marino, con bottoni e bottoniera di occhi di polipo, seppie e coregoni bianchi * fibbie, spada e fiocchi dorati di nero di seppia e fette di occhiata
Due belle catene di polmone di conchiglie, un capello elegante di codini di luccio salato. tutto inamidato** e ben stirato faceva il fighetto, girava di quà e di là per trovarsi la fidanzata
La Sardina, al balcone stava suonando il colascione*** e a suono di trombetta, cantava questa arietta: "O larello o marellena e la figlia della zia Lena ha lasciato il fidanzato perché niente glia ha regalato!"
Il Guarracino che la guardò della Sardina si innamorò, se ne andò dalla Bavosa. la più vecchia maliziosa. le diede una bella mancia per mandarle un messaggio. La bavosa, pissi pissi chiaro e tondo glielo disse.
Nel sentirla la Sardella rossa rossa si fecce, per la vergogna che la prese sotto uno scoglio si infilò, ma la vecchia Bavosa subito disse: "Ah, schizzinosa! In questa maniera non trovi partito in gola ti resta il marito".
Se hai voglia di accasarti tante smorfie non le devi fare, fuori la galanteria e via la timidezza, anima e cuore e faccia tosta". Ciò sentendo la zia Sardina s'affacciò alla finestrella e fece un occhiolino d'intesa allo speranzoso innamoratino.
Ma la Patella che stava appostata la chiamò faccia tosta, traditrice, svergognata, senza parola e malnata perché aveva piantato l'Alletterato, primo e antico fidanzato di carriera da questo andò e ogni cosa gli disse.
Quando la sentì il poveretto se lo prese un demonio andò a casa, s'armò di rasoio, si caricò come un mulo di fucili, di spingarde, polvere, palle, stoppa e schegge; quattro pistole e tre baionette in tasca si mise.
Sulle spalle settanta colubrine, ottanta bombe e novanta cannoni e come un guappo paladino andava cercando il coracino. La sfortuna vuole che in mezzo la piazza lo incontrò l'afferra per il cravattino e poi gli dice: "Ah malandrino!
Tu mi rubi la fidanzata e prenditela questa bastonata". Tuffete e taffete, a milioni, gli dava schiaffi e colpi alla gola, schiaffi, pugni e scappellotti, scappoloni, fecozze**** e percosse alla nuca, scapaccioni e pugni al volto e gli ammaccò ossa e cartilagini.
Succede che al rumore parenti e amici uscirono fuori, chi con mazze, coltelli e coltellini, chi con spade,spadoni e spadini quello con sbarre, questo con spiedi chi con mandorle e chi con nocciole, chi con tenaglie e chi con martelli chi con torroni e susamielli *****
Padri, figli, mariti e mogli si azzuffarono come fiere e milioni accorrevano a frotte, i pesci di questa e di quella fazione Quante ne vedesti di sarde e di alose di palamiti e sogliole e razze chiodate, saraghi, dentici e occhiate, sgombri, tonni e alletterati.
Pesci palombo e rane pescatrici, scorfani, cernie e alici, pastinace, seriole, musdee e ghiozzi rasposi, lecce stelle, lucci e storioni, merluzzi, gronghi e murene, capodogli, orche e balene, capitoni, aguglie e aringhe, cefali, caponi lira, tracine e cernie dorate.
Triglie, torpedini occhiute, trote e tonni, musdee, cepole, latterini e zerri, polipi, seppie e calamari, pesci spada e stelle di mare pesci palombo e pesci martello bocche d'oro e gianchetti, seppioline e coracini cannolicchi, ostriche e ricci di mare.
Vongole, cuori eduli e patelie pescecani e granchietti tordi marvizzi, marmore e bavose, boghe, vedove e spose, spigole, spondili, serpenti e salpe, scalze con gli zoccoli o con le scarpe, murici, gamberi e aragoste vennero perfino con le diligenze.
Capitoni, sauri e anguille, pesci grossi o piccoli, d'ogni ceto e nazione. Piccolini, piccoli, più grandi e grandissimi! Quante botte, mamma mia! Che si davano. Non sia mai! A centinaia le bastonate! A milioni le pietrate!.
Morsi e pizzicotti a bilioni! A pioggia i colpi alla gola! Non vi dico che fuoco vivo si faceva per ogni luogo. Te, te, ttè, qua pistolettate, ta, ta, ttà, là schioppettate tu, tu, ttù, qua le colubrine, bu, bu, bbù, là i cannoni.
Ma di cantare sono già stanco e ora mi manca il fiato, perciò, datemi licenza grazioso e bel pubblico. Fate che beva una mezza di "seje"******, alla salute di lui e di lei, altrimenti mi si secca il gargarozzo, svuotandosi il polmone.
English
The chromis that swam in the sea he decided to marry. He made a nice suit From the sharp scale, very neat. He' put on a curly wig Strewed with small cockle-shell, A collar, a shawl on a neck and cuffs made of english silk, very thin.
Trousers from a net, Boots and socks from a skin of tunny, A cloak and a cape From algae and bristle of a dugong, With buttons and press-buttons From eyes of octopus, cuttlefish and vendace, Buckles, a sword and gilded bands From ink of cuttle and a bile of saddle bream.
Two beautiful chains From cockle-shells, An elegant hat From tails of ling. Everything is starched and ironed, He seemed like a dandy. He swam here and there To find a bride.
A sardine stood on her balcony, Playing the lute; And hearing a sound of trumpet, She sang a song: "Oh, sea, sea, A daughter of my aunt Lena Left his fiance Because he gave nothing to her!"
The chromis saw her And felt in love with sardine. went away to a blenny Grumbling old fish. He gave her money To send a message to sardine. The blenny, in a whisper, Told it to her clearly.
Hearing this message, The sardine was blushed. From the shyness She hided under a rock. But old blenny told her: "Ah, fastidious! In this way you'll not find a fiance And remain without husband.
If you want to marry, You don't have to make difficulties! Forward the courtesy 1 and away the shyness! Be with the kind heart and soul!" Listening to an aunt, the sardine looked out from window And winked in consent At the lover, full with hopes.
But the patella that stood beside, called her "Impudent, Traitress, shameless, Not keeping word and rude", Because she had left the tunny, Her first fiance. She went away from him so fast And told him many things.
When poor tunny heard it, He was possessed by demon. He went to home, armed himself with knife, He loaded himself like a mule With guns, springalds, Powders, bullets, tows and gun tubes. Four pistols and three bayonets, He put them in his pocket.
On his shoulders there were seventy muskets, Eighty bombs and ninety cannons And like a cruel knight He came search the chromis. The misfortune wanted so, And in the middle of square the tunny found him, Has seized him by the collar And told him: "Ah, villain!
You've stolen my bride, Take this blow!" Million punches, He slapped him in the face. Slaps in face, clips on the back of head, Stabs, bumps, punches on head, Kicks, punches on face, He broke to pieces his bones and cartilages.
The noise was risen, Relatives and friends came out. Who with maces, knives and clasp-knives, Who with swords, rapiers and sabres. That came with girders, this came with spears, Who with almonds and who with nuts, Who with nippers and who with hammers, Who with turrons and susamielli 2.
Fathers, children, husbands and wives Fighted like the beasts. Millions gathered in throng, Fishes of two sides. How many sardines one could see, How many shads, plaices and various rays, Crucians, dentexes and saddle breams, Mackerels, tunnies and tunas.
Houndsharks and sea-devils, Scorpionfish, dusky groupers and anchovies, Stingrays, amberjacks, cods and gobies, Pompanos, barracudas and sturgeons, Hakes, congers and morays, Cachalots, killer whales and whales, Eels, garfishes and herrings, Mullets, gurnards, weeverfishes and tenches.
Surmullets, electric rays, trouts and tunnies, Pomfrets, bandfishes, sand-smelts, picarels, Octopuses, cuttlefishes and squids, Swordfishes and starfishes, Houndsharks and hammerhead sharks, Shade-fishes and sand eels, Octopuses and chromises, Sword razors, oysters and sea urchins.
Carpet shells, cockles and sea snails, Sharks and crabs, Wrasses, sea breams and blennies, Bogues, widows and married, Seabasses, sea daces, snakes, salema porgies, Barefooted, with heels or with boots, Sea snails, shrimps and spine lobsters, Everybody came with the diligence.
Eels, horse-mackerels and grigs, Small and big fishes Of every estate and nation, Small, big and biggest. How many punches, mama mia, They have made. Horror! Thousands punches with stick, Millions punches with stone!
Billions bites and tweaks, A hail of punches to neck. I cannot tell you what live fire burned everywhere. Te - te - ttè, here a wound from pistols, Ta - ta - ttà, there from guns, Tu - tu - ttù, here from muskets, Bu - bu - bbù, there from cannons. But I'm tired already sing about it And now I'm short of breathing. Therefore give me a respite, Dear and nice public! Let's drink a half glass Health of him and her, Otherwise my throat will be dry parched, The lungs will be empty.
Lyrics ... Explicit Lyrics. Arty & nervous. Rock band with male singer.
trigger in your headtrigger on your bedtriGger on the beachtriGger like a bitch trigger when you rundeath blow of the suntrigger in your planewith cocktails in your veins someday i will drag you undone
Lyrics ... Catchy & rhythmic. Electric guitar, male singer, bass & rhythm.
Inside I feel that something growsNothing’s going on but you have to knowNo more than a month since we have met, it’s timeSometimes you’re moving like a animalI don’t get what your fear when it’s physicalBe yourself, please, make it comfortableLet me drive you, and forget it all We'll stick togetherEverything goesI like when you fall into my armsWe’ll bind together Don’t drop your clothesI feel safe even when we hang out TrueIt must have been so hardTrue, I knowIt’s like a stain in your mindBut you have to move onYou can be sure I’m a reliable guyNo need to bleed moreYou have a chance, don’t let it pass And I know that you wanna sayIt could be a different wayNo more talking, let us play, and rise
Lyrics ... Energetic, upbeat & uplifting afropop song with an afrobeat groove ...Energetic, upbeat & uplifting afropop song with an afrobeat groove sung in English & Swahili. Tonight we came to party... Male singer, female vocal sample, electric guitar, keyboard, synth, djembe, shaker, African & electronic percussion. Male filtered voice @ 2'24 (Explicit).
EN/SW:
You know we came to party
Tunasahau shida zote for now
Na ndiposa hatujali
So rusha mikono if you feeling this sound
Usiku wa leo ni ngori
Usiku wa leo ni raha
You will live to tell the story
I'm feeling right with this killer vibe
We just wanna have some fun
Dunda
We just wanna have some fun
Dunda
Dunda
We don't have to worry
Skiza melody, furahi
I know that you got it
So show me
Usiku wa leo ni ngori
Usiku wa leo ni raha
You will live to tell the story
I'm feeling right with this killer vibe
We just wanna have some fun
Dunda
We just wanna have some fun
Dunda
Dunda
Hands to the ceiling let's fuck it up
The ladies vibe with this feeling
Ah ah let's party
What you want in this party
Eh eh you can have it
Coz we happen, tuna happen
Hands to the ceiling let's fuck it up
The ladies vibe with this feeling
Ah ah let's party
What you want in this party
Eh eh you can have it
Coz we happen, tuna happen
Dunda
EN:
You know we came to party
Lets forget all our problems for now
And that's why we dont care
So throw your hands in the air if you feeling this sound
Tonight is craziness
Tonight is happiness
You will live to tell the story
I'm feeling right with this killer vibe
We just wanna have some fun
Dunda (Bounce it/Rock it/..)
We just wanna have some fun
Dunda
Dunda
We don't have to worry
Listen to the melody, be happy
I know that you got it
So show me
Tonight is craziness
Tonight is happiness
You will live to tell the story
I'm feeling right with this killer vibe
We just wanna have some fun
Dunda
We just wanna have some fun
Dunda
Dunda
Hands to the ceiling let's fuck it up
The ladies vibe with this feeling
Ah ah let's party
What you want in this party
Eh eh you can have it
Coz we happen, tuna happen
Hands to the ceiling let's fuck it up
The ladies vibe with this feeling
Ah ah let's party
What you want in this party
Eh eh you can have it
Coz we happen, tuna happen
Dunda
Lyrics ... Cosmic & nervous. Rock band with synth & male singer. Phasing fx.
Space invaders , space invaders They're flying over youThey're coming straight at youFrom outer space they're watching youFrom outer space they're coming for you They're flying over youThey're coming straight at youFrom outer space they're watching youFrom outer space they're coming for you Space invaders , space invaders They're flying over youThey're coming straight at youFrom outer space they're watching youFrom outer space they're coming for you They're flying over youThey're coming straight at youFrom outer space they're watching youFrom outer space they're coming for you Space invaders , space invaders Extermination. Extermination. Space invaders.
