Componenti: | Ruolo: | Date tour: |
Pass | Cantante | |
Bye | Chitarra + seconda voce | |
Bacco! | Chitarra | |
Nacchia | Batteria | |
Verso | Basso |
Il gruppo, formatosi nel Febbraio del ’98, ha cominciato la sua attività musicale all’interno della sala di un oratorio nel centro di Torino. Il loro genere preferito è il punk, compongono delle canzoni ma suonano anche cover dei Green Day. Hanno anche realizzato alcune canzoni in collaborazione con dei rapper, o ancora alcune di genere metal. I testi delle loro canzoni parlano dei problemi reali dei ragazzi, a partire da temi impegnativi come la sofferenza di un figlio di una prostituta, oppure quella di un giovane che un giorno vede crollare tutti i suoi sogni, fino ai temi d’attualità come la droga.
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Testi delle canzoni:
I love you
When you cry i feel very sad, when you play me
I think “what a sell”,
when you speak with me it gives the creeps, and
i’ll always love you.
Everything you say i agree, everything you want
i take for you,
everything you don’t want i never gave to you,
and i’ll always love you.
I think of you
[what can I do],
I hope you do the same with me,
I think of you
[what can I do],
and i’ll always love you.
You’re my God, so i worship you.
You’re my Angel, so i protect you.
You’re my drug, so i want you.
You’re my love, so i love you.
Your strong eyes are the light of my life, your
heart beats and I can breathe,
your mind can make the sense of my life, and
I’ll always love you.
You’re in TV, you make me feel the best man in
the world,
you’re faraway I just can say she’s my Lady for
the life.
I’m not the war
[I’m not the dark],
I’m not equal to the mean,
I’m not the war
[I’m not the dark],
but i’ll always love you.
You’re my God, so i worship you.
You’re my Angel, so i protect you.
You’re my drug, so i want you.
You’re my love, so i love you.
I’ve just two question for you: do you love me?
Do you want to get with me?
If no, fuck off:
You aren’t my God, so i don’t worship you.
You aren’t my Angel, so i don’t protect you.
You aren’t my drug, so i don’t want you.
You aren’t my love, but i love you.
Motherfucker
I’ve seen your mother down in the street. Yes
she’s a bitch and u are a son of a bitch…
So fuck off, so fuck off.
Yesterday i paid and i fucked her: i broke her
fanny and she started screamed as a bitch.
I put it in her ass, i put it in her mouth…
and i seeded, and i seeded.
Yes your mother wants more… money, sex, man and
dicks…
Yes you don’t know such a bitch is, and now u
are thinking she is
a fuckin’, fuckin’, fuckin’ bitch… fuckin’ bitch.
And I was going to your mother’s bad,
I said her, I said her, I said her:
” Why are you drinking, my ugly bitch?” I teard
her vodka from her hands.
And she said:… ” Fuck off!!!”
Well, your mother died for a shitty skunk, but
i’d liked to kill her being drowned in my
Sperm.
Smashin’ dreams.
Everybody can smash your dreams
so suffer as a dull.
Friend, don’t make dreams, have only a dream:
stop fancy!!!
But you can’t live, without your dreams
so you’ll resume to dream.
You’ll feel surcharged of your angry:
so speak out!!!
To live is to dream so what do you do?
Do you want to be a man?
Why can’t you be a normal man?
so answer!!!
I hope your dreams will never smash,
What can we do for you?
continue to dream and so fuck you!!!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!!!!!!!!!