La Pizzica

Drinking in LA - Bran Van 3000

Hi, my name is Stereo Mike

Yeah, we got 3 tickets to the Bran Van concert this Monday night
at the Pacific Pallisades. You can all dial in if you want to answer
a couple of questions, namely,
what is Todd's favourite cheese.
Jackie just called up and said it was a form of Roquefort.
We'll see about that...

Give us a ring-ding-ding! It's a beautiful day.

Yeah Todd, this is Liquid ring-a-ding-a-dinging
Want those 3 Bran Van tickets man
Waddya think?
Todd, you there?

I woke up again this morning with the sun in my eyes
When Mike came over with a script surprise
A mafioso story with a twist
A "Too Wong Foo, Julie Newmar" hitch
Get your ass out of bed, he said:
I'll explain it on the way

But we did nothing
Absolutely nothing that day
And I'll say
What the hell am I doing drinking in LA
at 26?
I got the fever for the flavour
The payback will be later
Still I need a fix

And the girls on the bus kept on laughing at us
as we rode on the ten down to Venice again
Flaring out the g-funk
Sipping on juice and gin
Just me and a friend
Feeling kinda groovy
Working on movie
*yeah right!*

But we did nothing
Absolutely butt kiss
that day
And I'll say
What the hell am I doing drinking in LA
at 26?

*with my mind on my money and my money on my, beer beer!*

I know that life is for the taking
So I'd better wise up
And take it quickly

*yeah one more time at trader vics*

Some men there wanted to hurt us
And other men
Said we weren't worth the fuss
We could see them all bitching by the bar
About the fine line
Between the rich and the poor
Then mike turned to me and said
What do you think we got done son?

We've got a conclusion
And I guess that's something
So I ask you
What the hell am I doing drinking in LA
at 26?
I got the fever for the nectar
The payback will be later
Still I need a fix

*we need to fix you up
call me monday
and maybe we'll fix it all up*

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So I ask
you what the hell am I doing drinking in LA
at twenty six?

*these are mine, are mine!*

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Niní Rosso - Silenzio

Indifférence, Lubat

Ainsi va la vie d'ici, la vie est là d'ici bas
Elle débat et batt'rie les premiers pas dansés al ban des écoliers
Balancés dans l'air sans en avoir l'air, saoulés dans le temps
Aux folles nuits d'abus du soufflet qui s'étire et rit, c'est bon, c'est l'ton du blues

Et si c'était ça la vie, et si on nous l'avait pas dit
L'épique époque aussi va de l'avant, l'aventure est là,
Allez, dis-le nous donc, dis,
Dans des mots doux au dit désir ici, efficace étape à passer

Sut ton accordéon tu touches à touches,
Ecoules, et facile agis là du bout des doigts
Docile au songe assis tu médites tes fois
T'effaces au firmament une note cassée
Qu'assez on en ait plus jamais d'enlacer la musique
Infinie mélodie qui vit
Effile l'âme à son pas dédicacé là, baladant l'horizon

Ainsi va Lubat la vie, la vie ça va, tu l'as dit
Au bal aussi c'est là que t'as tout vu passer
Le pas s'est dépaysé
Vas-y l'évasif, vas-y l'enfant, tout petit déjà
Jadis on l' a dit ....

Et si c'était dommage pas si c'est un hommage
Aux hommes assis devant, vu de l'avant
L'aventure est là
Allez dis-le nous donc dis
Dans des mots doux au dit désir ici efficace étape à passer

Zobi La Mouche - Les Negresses Vertes

On m'appelle Zobi,
Oui c'est moi la mouche
J'suis pas tant credible
Car on me trouve louche
Ceux qui lisent la Bible
...En ouvrant la bouche
Sont des jolies cibles,
Des gobeurs de mouches.
Et hop ! dans le mille,
Je fonce dans le gosier
Je ressors par les trous de nez
Et hop ! dans le mille,
Je fonce dans le gosier
Je ressors par les trous de nez.
Zobi
Zobi
La mouche
Zobi Zobi la mouche
Faut pas s'faire de bile,
J'me fais pas bouffer
J'suis pas tant debile,
De moi faut s'mefier
Et dans les grand-villes,
Y'a guere de pitie
Mais je me faufile
On ne peut m'ecraser.
Et scratch ! dans le vil,
Je fonce dans le soulier
Et j'ressors par les trous de pieds
Et scratch ! dans le vil,
Je fonce dans le soulier
Et j'ressors par les trous de pieds.
Zobi
Zobi
La mouche
Zobi Zobi la mouche
Que me veut cette fille,
Oh sacree gonzesse
Elle est bien gentille,
L'a de jolies fesses
Elle est nue,
Elle brille,
Quelle delicatesse
Si je la titille
Et qu'elle se confesse
Je perds pas la bille,
J'la prends de vitesse.
Top dans l'mille!
Zobi
Zobi
La mouche
Zobi Zobi la mouche
Mouche
Mouche

woman of the ghetto

I was born, raised in a ghetto
I was born and raised in a ghetto
I'm a woman, of the ghetto
Won't you listen, won't you listen to me, legislator?

(ging, gi-gi-gi-gi-ging...)

How do you raise your kids in a ghetto?
How do you raise your kids in a ghetto?
Do you feed one child and starve another?
Won't you tell me, legislator?

Enthralled through
I know that my eyes ain't blue
But you see I'm a woman
Of the ghetto

I'm proud, free,
Black, that is me
But I'm a woman of the ghetto

(ging, gi-gi-gi-gi-ging...)

How does your heart feel late at night?
How does your heart feel late at night?
Does it beat with shame, or does it beat with pride?
Won't you tell me, legislator?

(na-na-na-na-na-na-na, ...)

Puts me in the mind of,
come and cross the water in a boat
Chained, tied, together

They said, "no, no, they're really not man, and women,
just chain 'em up, tie 'em up, chain 'em up, tie 'em up,
chain 'em up, tie 'em up, work, work, work"
There's where the movement came from

Say no, no...

My children learned just the same as yours
As long as nobody tries to close the door
They cry with pain when the knife cuts deep
They even close their eyes when they wanna sleep

Now peace, you say
is all that you ask
But self-respect is a separate task

You may be sitting up there
in your ivory tower
60 stories tall

I know that you may have checked out at least one ghetto
But I wonder have you lived there at all?

Places like Watts,
ah, Holland, tell me
Chicago, ah tell me
Washington got some too
I have been up on the mountains, I

And I'm free at last
I say I'm free at last
I've seen the children dying
And I've been one of the mothers who was crying

(ging, gi-gi-gi-gi-ging...)

I am a woman
I am a woman
I am a woman, yes I
I said that I am,
I mean that I am,
I'm the woman, I'm the woman, I'm the woman of the ghetto

Strong, true,
A woman
A woman

You can walk through the streets of the ghetto at night
Whole lotta pretty, some ugly sites
Along comes the sleek limousine
Say "hey baby I got ten...
Look at me, I'm clean"
So she takes a little dope
What the hell everybody got to go

I got a baby
I got a baby
I got a baby i want to feed and I'm not really giving it all

up, just a little ten-cent piece or two
Ah, the black woman...

But I ain't gonna raise your babies no more
I got a few on my own,
I wanna keep strolling,
I say I am a woman

gi-gi-gi-gi-ging, I am

I
I am
I am

Remember me
I'm the one who had your babies, I

gi-gi-gi-gi-ging, I am
I am
I am a woman
Of the ghetto

Woman,
I'm a woman, yeah yeah yeah
Just a woman...