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Grapevine rows
White, over this frozen land
Inside some pigs belly
Behind your eyes
Less, everything silently
Moving the air on it
Leaving the heat
The last caresses,
Are ripped up to shreds by a hangin’ hook
inside a closet beneath a prayer
Wish a good harvest
to us
harvest to us
Ride, all the thinks about you
That no one even catch
Call them desires…
Why, I feel so strong and so faint
Like the grapes in this land
Like under flow
Shines, bunch of grapes under sun
Nursed by special ray
Before sacrifice
The last caresses,
Are ripped up to shreds by a hangin’ hook
inside a closet beneath a prayer
Wish a good harvest
to us
harvest to us
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Poetry is not good to eat
here I am,
I think of you my friend
searching for new myths
to hang beside
the chasm you left
here I am
inside a shell of pride
and I’m counting the white hair
sons of this war of nerves
now I’m sure that where you live
things get so easy now
imaging happiness for free
love, only way to be
but hoping that a blade from sky
could cut all wires that keep you up
I’m sorry, Jude
there, you are
great juggler of the vibes
you jump ship like mice before
they see the hurricane
there, you are
keeping balance on three legs
working hard to feed others souls
but drying up yourself
big shoes are trampling on the doubts
that made you hesitate
poetry isn’t good to eat
you always said to me
margini
then I received digital tears
and hyper-cloying things
what do they mean?
what do you mean?
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BROTHERS & FRIENDS
It’s just a new start so
What we’re talking about?
I’m always proud,
but I won’t get wise
Yes I changed home, job
I’ve got a brand new car
It’s funny but
I didn’t go so fareaway
Brothers & friends
troubles they divide themselves
Brothers & friends
Desires are never changed
It’s not the end (of the world)
the promise that we made is faded
The wheels of life follow
Parallel lines
The same old passion
Let us keep in touch
All easy ways
Have never had a name
Some little fire
Burning in our heads
Big restless hearts
And knowing smiles
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FAMILY AFFAIR
WE SAW THE LIGHT IN ‘70
HEARING ECHOS OF LOVE AND PEACE
GLOOMY SUNDAY IN A COUNTRY REASTAURANT
WHERE THE ADULTS PLAY THEIR PIECE
SMOKING THOUGHTS AND FUELED DESIRES
BEFORE COFEE, THEN THE CRY
SHUFFLE LAUGHING COLD CARESSES
SHUT UP BABY, YOU’LL GROW UP
ONE DAY YOU’LL UNDERSTAND
YOU’LL CARRY FEAR TO THE GRAVE
NOBODY CARE YOU KNOW
THAT YOU WERE THE MOST HONEST MAN
DON’T LAY THE BLAME ON THEM
CAUSE THE CRIME WAS NEVER DONE
WEAR THE BEST FACE YOU HAVE
IN A SMALL TOWN PEOPLE TALK
IT’S A FAMILY AFFAIR
CHANGING CAR, BLACK ON THE WALL
LITTLE GUN WAITS IN A SAFE
GLORY DREAMS AND HAZY IDOL
LIKE “2 CENT” AND SWISS GIRLFRIEND
KEEP THE BANJO, CLOSE THE CURTAINS
BEFORE YOU KNOW WHAT’S GOIN’ON
PAINT YOUR WIFE WITH FUR S AND JEWELS
TURN UP RADIO, ACCELERATE!
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Love on Tape
05:00
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Love on tape
our story is on that tape
everything was love for us
daily tracks and stand-by moments
feeding the dawn
sometimes we drew our future life
a sleeping dog beside a big fire
laughing voices a few others,
and a big star
Love in tape (the regrets)
must feed the vultures
Love in tape (happy)
Analog passion
Love in tape (nobody)
Can’t wipe the sessions
of two lovers and their fine art to hide the bugs
what makes me most afraid
is forgetting everything
missing pictures, stolen promises
in a black sea
yellow reflect on your face
on that sunny afternoon
State of grace of two losers
Seven years itch
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VEGAS-PINK WHALES
I’m just eating grains of sand blown by the wind
ice-tea cup now is the airport of flyng ants
my head’s on fire from the sun
melted ice-cream in the hand
I can’t stand those who say “the paradise is here”
good intentions have led me in this yellow hell
I don’t drink, don’t fight, don’t smoke,
don’t say “you know what I mean”
now I’m surfing with my mind
esther williams taught me fly
I wonder if i’m the only one that sweats so much
sailing with boat of fortune
digging in the quicksand
fishing vegas-pink whales
will I find someone?
will I find someone?
nice mirages carry me in other-space
where the silence is divine
a lovely gentle dream
now I’m surfing with my mind
Esther Williams taught me fly
i wonder if I’m the only one that sweats so much
sailing with boat of fortune
digging in the quicksand
fishing vegas-pink whales
will I find someone?
will I find someone?
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Pillow pills
04:06
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PILLOW PILLS
Satellite around the neck
Is caressing fever’s soul
While the pillow steals a kiss
Sent to someone else
Asteroids sweat tears of light
To satisfy mi thirst
Sun warns the lamp to
watch over me now
turn horizon
put the wings and
dance with ladybirds
listen whispers
through the covers
while the gold becomes blue (strum. x2)
ice-cold water hits a face
that someone has lent to me
nineteen steps divide myself
from bed of pain
hypnotized by spider
that fighting with a fly
to survive in this jungle
near the grains
turn horizont
swallow pills
catching the reflex of sun
listen whispers
through the cover
my left universe
where I feel high
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TEENAGER’S OVERTAKING
Great ambitions live in a small town
Everyone needs a bit of space
Everyone knows that time is going away
Everyone screams: “I was there”
Tiring steps to get a good name
And always looks the same
Nobody wants, wants to give up
Nobody wants to hear: “Now you’re a man”
Envy
Stars of someone else are blinding
Powerless
Teenagers overtaking’s drama
Think about it
heated discussions about their own size
words of fire, threats, and regrets
it’s a poor man’s war, everyone knows
who wins_ is he_ that is not naïve
Envy
Stars of someone else are blinding
Powerless
Teenagers overtaking’s drama
Think about it
Only a tip, you know
that nobody is satisfied
What’s wrong in your life
Your bad days are the same as mine
Turn head for a while
You won’t see any burned ground
Make a compromise
Between real life and altered state of mind
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SUPERFEED
It’s a sorta heavy repetition
New middle ages
While the virgins are laughing at emperors jokes
Dwarf dances for the apes
No matter what you think
If you feel fine
Red light invites you
15 minutes to be the clown
we’re watching emptiness in 3rd dimension
white noise is crying
there’s no more time to spend for meditation
a prayer for our crimes
No matter if you agree
If you want more
put a stupid smile on your face
let’s start the show
superfeed for white sheep
erase your doubts
superfeed down the throat
do you want more?
Across the universe you fly so high
Inside the deepest soul peace is growing
After this trouble night sunrise will caress you
One day these closed eyes
Will see bright stars
Will see bright stars shine
superfeed for white sheep
erase your doubts
superfeed down the throat
do you want more?
superfeed down the throat
swallow this vitamin
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ONE YEAR AFTER
I remember
sorta kick in my ass
thank you and goodbye
but I’ve never never never cried
violent dreams
spiced those days
spit out some bile
what a bitter bitter lemonade
I said to you “no more”
keep on turning
keep on smiling
it’s not so easy and you know
keep on breathing
keep on loving
see the world with new eyes
tryng to stop my bleeding heart
I sold to you confidence
and feelings just for free
I said to you “no more”
keep on turning
keep on smiling
it’s not so easy and you know
keep on breathing
keep on loving
doesn’t matter at all
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Superfeed Venice, Italy
The Superfeed were formed in the province of Treviso in 2012 from an idea by Katya Scarpulla. The others Superfeed are:
Elena Scarpulla, Marco Andreetta, Dario Santonastaso and Marco Pagot.
Superfeed sing about this time and write about our world, trying to give voice and volume to what we can't see or touch, to the smallest thing and to the bigger thing.
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