1. |
The Moon Show
02:52
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Take your troubles to the moon show
Everybody’s on the moon show
Take your body to the moon show
Everybody loves the moon show
You won’t sit there on a sofa and
You won’t waste no time in here
And don’t think we won't discover
Whether leisure you pretend
But when the stars disappear
And no one is near
Someone is near, someone is here…
SOLO
CHORUS
They will gather all together
Every friday of the week
They will sit all in silence
Waiting for the stars to appear
And all they can see
And all they can hear
Is someone unreal to believe in
CHORUS
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2. |
Snowgirl In My Room
03:32
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Happy Christmas and happy new year
I was thinking about the snowman, yeah yeah
So this is Christmas and hopefully new year
I was thinking about the snowman,
I was thinking about the snowman
And so
Everybody’s happy, everybody’s laughing, everybody’s crying into my room
Yeah yeah
So in this is Christmas I’m dying to see
I was thinking about the snow girl,
I was thinking about the snow girl
And so
Everybody’s happy, everybody’s laughing, everybody’s crying into my room
And don’t know where it leads me to this day
When everything is cold in me, I just call your name
Everything is cold in me, I just call your name
Yes indeed.
So in this Christmas where would I be?
I was thinking about the snow woman,
I was thinking about the snow woman
And so
Everybody’s happy, everybody’s laughing, everybody’s crying into my room
Everybody’s happy, everybody’s laughing, everybody’s crying into my room
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3. |
Albert Hall
04:05
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Ti scrivo le parole per la tua emozione.
Non te l'ho dato il cuore su cui ho scritto amore.
È troppo tardi per pensare che se almeno un minuto
Tu mi avessi ascoltato noi non saremmo qua.
Quante risposte di queste non hanno domande
Sono sole e separate da un punto.
È vero che tutti mi danno ragione anche se sbaglio spesso,
e mi conosci lo sai
che ogni volta che ti vedo ti chiedo le cose
che so che non mi dai mai (mai, mai, mai)
Ti scrivo le parole per la tua emozione.
Non te l'ho dato il cuore su cui ho scritto amore.
Mi vestirò da seduttore
fino all'ultimo bottone
pigerai ESC per uscirne vincitore
da un giudizio inesorabile
come vuole il responsabile
(dal coraggio derogabile)
Ti scrivo le parole per la tua emozione.
Non te l'ho dato il cuore su cui ho scritto amore.
Oh baby, baby
E rido per cercare di trovare quella parola
che ti rende felice come Alberto Mordà
E poi mi aggiro invano per tutte le vie del centro dove ti ho visto spesso
nella tua città. Aha aha ahaha.
Dov’è la zuppa?
Ti vestirò da zucca (ti vestirò da zucca).
Oh baby, baby
Ti scrivo le parole per la tua emozione.
Non te l'ho dato il cuore su cui ho scritto amore.
Oh baby, baby
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4. |
Bluepeople (demo)
03:47
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All it started with a brand new toy, I wouldn't buy.
She taught me how to make it sound right but I did not mind.
Frances farmer is not another song, and the sound will make me cry.
I'll drink blueapple if that make us all bad.
Here's (why the night is still?) What she tells me.
What can I do? I am breaking in two.
Hi, mind,
Satisfy my soul
I don't mind
Sacrifice alone
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5. |
Mont Maudit
00:45
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6. |
Sommerliebe
04:52
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Summer love (summer love)
Summer love (summer love)
Is here again (here again)
Mine is only waiting for a call
(love is here and gone)
Summer love (summer love)
Summer love (summer love)
Is here again (here again)
Mine is only waiting for a call
(love is here and gone)
I’m only here to love
I’m only here to love
Summer love (summer love)
Summer love (summer love)
Is here again (here again)
Mine is only waiting for a call
(love was there and gone)
I’m only here to love
I’m only here to love
Oh, please. I need this affection, oh yeah.
Rolling, rolling on.
(Gospel adlib)
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7. |
Living Inside Your World
03:53
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I’m living inside your world
(I’m leaving, I’m leaving)
You make what you are
Are stuck inside the cold war one?
You talk, to no one
Do you need someone to hold on the ground?
Whatever took me to the end of the line
I am so thankful ‘cause the pleasure was mine.
I’m living inside your world
(I’m leaving, I’m leaving)
You play with your mind
And someday you’ll change the rules of your heart
I don’t speak as much
But I'm sure someday we’ll meet in the dark.
Whatever takes you to the end of the line
I think it’s all right so you keep it up fine.
I’m living inside your world
(I’m leaving, I’m leaving)
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8. |
Summer's Gone
03:36
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I swear it was a joke,
Sometimes it’s hard to tell it.
I am not a criminal,
It wasn't my intention.
It’s just a human error,
To me it’s second nature.
You might not understand it but
Allow me to me explain you.
Ok, now, I was close,
I thought that I could make it,
I saw that she was drunk.
Why try to do it later?
You all may thought about it,
All that I did was try it.
Now everybody is so upset
They had to try me.
Ooh baby, baby
Ooh baby, baby
Summer’s gone, I’m waiting for that summer after fall
When leisure time is gone,
I wrote to her a letter:
A plea to let me go,
a check to state it clearly.
Your love did cost me dearly.
Now all my friends have left me.
My folks say I’m a pervert
“Son, you’ve got to face it”.
Last time that I was out
I saw her at a party.
She was the queen of whores.
Your honour you were with her.
My lawyer too was with her.
And then you all admitted:
"The law is blind
but only fools have to believe it.”
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The Bacum Buenos Aires, Argentina
Based in Buenos Aires, Argentina The Bacum is a one man formation that likes to turn sixties pop into gospel, glam into ethno-electronic... all within the same song! In 2015 he published his first album All, followed by Beauty (2017). In 2019-2020 he released Can on a monthly basis. A new album is in the work for 2021. Stay tuned. ... more
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