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Combat Rebel Babe
05:27
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In the age of the Empire you're lead by liars
When Disney rebuilt the Death Star
They killed Max Von Sydow and Leia got widowed
Her brother just blown his last fart
Anyway
[we lost our hopes when she]
Broke trough the screen with some bullshits between
And dead actors in CGI crap
And who ever knew that she grew up so cute
A magnet thru dick and the hand
Combat Rebel Babe
Combat Rebel Babe
Combat Rebel Babe
Combat Rebel Bass
(Come to papa Hawking...)
Stardust 'n Clone Wars Li'l star 'n Quote Wars
Starfighter 'n power Possance 'n Stellopilot
Can you speak Bocce? No reasons to watch it
Brave Arturito Got his last burrito
In less than twelve parsec you ruined years of greatness
Translating that things by cock
Give back the sombrero to our robot-can fellow
Made in Juarez, Mexico
Tex-Mex rebel droid
A goddamn clever droid
Beeps when he's overjoyed
Cucaracha droid
A long time ago in a galaxy far far away
Me, the boy, two droids and no question asked
In a galaxy far far away
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2. |
FI PI LI
04:57
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It's been a long time since i've seen the kidz
Such a heartache, it makes me sick
We've found a car, broke the glass
Wired the cables and left all behind
It's been a long time since we rode the highway one
The guitars in the backseat, seatbelts on
Watch the speed limit, we're on a stolen car
Beware of the patrol or we won't go so far
Turn on the radio, listen to some Howlin Wolf
We don't have no Cadillac, just a Panda '84
After the junction, now no more police
From north Florence, we won't pay no fee
Cause we are on the Fi-Pi-Li
No speed control, drive as fast as you can, please
Step on the gas, lock your seatbelts
Keep on rollin' down the Fi-Pi-Li
Sun is goin down
On this scar that's cuttin thru
You, Oh my Land
Wheels are rollin on
As I'm leaving my regrets
Away, Far from home
We're about to catch the horizon
Stretch our arms into the sea
See the guys, have some fun
party hard and finally find
Some refreshing healthy tasty weed
Cause we are still on the Fi-Pi-Li
No speed control, drive as fast as you can, please
Step on the gas, lock your seatbelts
Keep on rollin' down the Fi-Pi-Li
Cause we are still on the Fi-Pi-Li
No speed control, drive as fast as you can, please
Step on the gas, lock your seatbelts
Keep on rollin' down the Fi-Pi-Li
Rollin'...
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3. |
Black Wog
04:44
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I am not afraid to call you NED
I am not afraid to call you WOP
KATZENFRESSEN might be my name
well, CARPET PILOT would be yours
You deserve it if you're taking it serious
Black Humor is great and mysterious
PENNY CHASER is a good friend of mine
PIZZA NIGGA is how he turns to me
Call him BIG NOSE, call him HALF DICK
This is how we fool around
You deserve it if you're taking it serious
Black Humor is great and mysterious
Great and mysterious
SNAIL SNAPPER, KERMIT THE FROG
Told by a MAFIA, Fat GREASEBALL
Words are about what you aim for
Words are all about what you aim for
You deserve it if you're taking it serious
Black Humor is great and mysterious
Great and mysterious
Great and mysterious
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4. |
The Quest fo AR
06:18
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All I need in life
All I need is lie
It's me in a flat projection
It's me in a fair deception
Showin' all I got
Showin' all I want
It's me beggin' for attention
It's me or my soft impression
I spent my last money on a photoset
Let's see what I could get back
Twenty-five pictures in black and white
Guess it's time for me to start a cockfight
Faces I would never do in real life
Crowds are waiting to jerk their "likes"
If you don't like my pics don't update your feed
If you don't like my pics then you don't like me
It's me in a flat projection
It's me in a fair deception
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5. |
ANTIFA
06:11
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Oh say can you see by the dawn's early light
Another black man killed?
Streets will blow up tonight
Streets will blow up tonight
Are we in the twenties of the wrong century?
Are we in Nazi Germany?
Are we in a country of the middle-east?
One of those we bomb for these kind of things?
These kind of things!
The fire reached the gasoline
Justice is the word, and it's written on my skin
2020 and we're still marching for this shit
So much i gotta bring me a shovel to pick it up
Then Mr. President said ANTIFA is the enemy
Somebody tells Donnie to shut the fuck up
(Shut the Fuck up)
You just don't know what this word really means
I'm gonna draw it just for you, Donnie T.
Ohhh ANTIFA! Anti Motherfucker
Ohhh ANTIFA! Fightin the assholes of the world
Ohhh ANTIFA! Anti Motherfucker
Ohhh ANTIFA! Putting back the shit in the hole
Ohhh ANTIFA! Anti Motherfucker
Ohhh ANTIFA! Fightin the assholes of the world
Ohhh ANTIFA! Anti Motherfucker
Ohhh ANTIFA! Putting back the shit in the hole
Ohhh ANTIFA! Anti Motherfucker
Ohhh ANTIFA! Anti Motherfucker
Ohhh ANTIFA! Anti Motherfucker
The snivellin', grovellin', Measly, weasely
Blabberin', jabberin', Gibberin', jabberin'
Blunderin', plunderin', Wheelin', dealin'
Prince Donald, the phony king of U.S.A
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6. |
Henhouse Funk
05:44
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We just
Answered the call from the guy that runs the joint
He goes straight to the point
He goes straight to the point
Minimum pay, a sandwich and a beer
Can't wait to get out of here
Can't wait to get out of here
Feedbacks from everywhere
SA LARSEN rising from the dead
The soundboard catches fire
In this brand new situation the only thing to do
is gettin' high
gettin' high
Oh, won't somebody hear the song that I'm playing
Oh, won't somebody hear words that I'm saying
Belches from the left
Curses from the right
Unjustified excitement
And a shot of cocaine, yeah
What a shitty place to play
What a shitty place to play
Henhouse dangeerous ladder
Is coming off the wall as I'm on it
It's just three meters high
I'm gonna die in this goddam shitty place
(take me home from this place)
In these cases what to do?
Grab the cash and bring your ass home
Say farewell to the boss
Let's make sure he knows that accident occurs
Say farewell to the boss
Tell him straight to toss the dough
To toss the dough
To toss the dough
To toss the dough
I'll put my hands around your
I'll put my hands around your
I'll put my hands around your
I'll put my hands around your neck
I'll put my hands around your
I'll put my hands around your
I'll put my hands around your
I'll put my hands around your neck
I'll put my hands around your neck
My apologies, sir, I need to choke you to death
I'm gonna kill you, that's dry long so
MOTHERFUCKER
BROTHERFUCKER
FUCKERFUCKER
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7. |
Mr. Ozzy
08:14
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Thought I'd be alone forever
I thought it was the end
We failed each other, I failed again,
Baby every Barbie needs a can
What all those physics mean
If I can't build me a friend
Cybernetics, my degrees
and all these stacks o'can
I dismantled the oven
I dismantled my lover
I dismantled the mixer
I dismantled the toaster
I dismantled my old pc
[the fuckin dishwasher]
Alloy makes me solder
Every metal part
Wired together with
An heavy metal heart
It's beatin'
Engine's runnin'
Just gotta push
Just gotta push
Just gotta push on start
One leg is Strak'kino cheese
The other's made of stone
Iron claws doing The Claw move
When Tortelvis mode is on
One hundred mile of cables under
A recycled metal case
An old videotape cam
A coconut I gotta taste
Piston engine on bargain placed
Inside the rusty chest
An XXL tomato can will work
His head!
Then he turn his will
in the great magnetic field
Opened his eyes and ran
Bromance Command sent
an input to his heart
Ozzi actually become his closest friend
They crave to be together now and then
gettin' drunk and growin' pot until the end
Alas! The story's turning
Things must come to an end
A storm between dimension has come to split our friends
But the Bloody Dog in Heaven shit upon this plot
The room was cracked by lighting
Smoke, flames and all
Light turn into darkness
What the fuck is going on?!
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8. |
Torpedo Fish Pt. III
08:03
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Back to 2015
Something's different, something's wrong
I gotta bad feeling 'bout this
Another story, another song
I check the river, torpedos stood still
And it gave me a thrill
That motherfuckin' asshole knows my game
I gotta kill him again and again and again
I'll need a partner hard and tough
Torpedo fish shotgun's not enough
Let's jump back to another track by the band Ironfirelord
Steal an overpowered killing machine to fix this shit
Once and for all
Here in this cellar where we just walked
There ain't no dragons
Fed with poison, anger and death
And baby pandas
We're in a hurry, no time to worry
Let's Budspencer him
A punch in the neck, open the sack
And throw the robot in
Back on track, torpedoes' gone
Maybe another motherfucker out there still lives on
Waddaheck, we gotta go
Find him and kill him wherever the wind blows
Any time from now on, whenever he may be
Search for him in time and space, let the hunt begin
Space-time continuum's fucked up, this gonna be a mess
Mr. Ozzy's on the prowl, there's data to process
A gipsy in 1965
Richard Nixon in 1971
Marty McFly in 1985
A nun in 1991
Killed those mofos back in time
Beat the shit out off their spines
Crushed your kin, blame your sons
Cooked some churros with your mom
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9. |
Mushrooms
11:17
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Shoes gets smaller
Hands gets longer
Opaque slight sounds are breeding my brain
Blooms are ready
They broke the levee
Don't worry about it, just walk trough the lane
My legs still growin'
Don't know where i'm goin'
Just chasing the red cloud, i'm fourty feet tall
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10. |
Sheep
05:25
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They don't play seventies songs
Because they think war is over
They don't lift their hands to the sky
Because they all feel so tired
They bow their heads and go to work
Because they were thaught to do it
And when they get back home at night
They keep their heads down to be sure
Sheep in the herd
have you heard?
Wind of change will break your range
Leave you bleatin' in the cold of the night
They got a work to pay the car
They got the car to go to work
They squabble just to figure out
who the trash really is
They'll always vote on the right
consumed with anger and fear
They blame illegals for 5G
and youngsters for the COVID-19
Sheep in the herd
have you heard?
Wind of change will break your range
Leave you bleatin' in the cold of the night
Wind of change will break your range
Leave you bleatin' in the cold of the night
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Something that can really piss me off
Three gals closed into the walls of their weird way to talk
And I simply can't understand
And you won't as well for you're a man
Topics are on fire, they seem to have fun
Something funny for 'em and not for anyone
I'm just trying to listen but my ears don't agree
My sanity's broken 'coz now they are talkin''bout
BLACK COCKS 'N' CRYSTAL SHOES
Women these days, give me the blues
BLACK COCKS 'N' CRYSTAL SHOES
Not talking 'bout soccer, definitively not talking 'bout you
Disney princess period and former boyfriends
It's more that you can handle if you're a lonely man
They started complaining 'bout how men are jerks
Wonder when they'll start comparing size of their tits
Topics are on fire, they seem to have fun
Something funny for 'em and not for anyone
I'm just trying to listen but my mind don't agree
My sanity's broken 'coz now they are talkin''bout
BLACK COCKS 'N' CRYSTAL SHOES
Women these days, give me the blues
BLACK COCKS 'N' CRYSTAL SHOES
Not talking 'bout soccer, definitively not talking 'bout you
These things may happen but baby not with you
I wanna smash and make a mess like in Torpedo Fish pt.2
You know, in that part, when that motherfucker's ripped apart
That lovely song by MYM just to show you how cool I am
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12. |
Runes
04:22
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Once I met a man
And the child in him
White long hair
His eyes were keen
He smiled an showed
All his wisdom
Runes and stones
From every known kingdom
He read in my soul
Gave me the symbols
Told me that love
is a matter of fate
Told me that love
is a matter of fate
Told me that love
is a matter of fate
You don't choose runes
Runes will just choose you
Three little symbols
Now are in my room
He smiled as my mate
got different stones
Cos' destiny will part
you from what you own
He read in my soul
Gave me the symbols
Told me that love
is a matter of fate
Told me that love
is a matter of fate
Told me that love
is a matter of fate
If I only could
find that man
White long hair
Eyes so keen
I have many friends
And these three runes
I wonder if love
is a matter of fate
I wonder if love
is a matter of fate
I wonder if love
is a matter of fate
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Miguel Y La Muerte Arezzo, Italy
The band Miguel Y La Muerte was formed in 2012 by Michele Serafini (Miguel) and Marco Fedele (La Muerte) with a distinct
blues rock sound. Davide Bartolucci joined the line-up in 2021 with his PIMPUMPAM stuff.
Miguel Y La Muerte explore various musical genres thanks to an eclectic approach of the members, resulting in a colourful and original sound.
They're also proudly forgers of the STREGONYO
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