LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: SORRY FOR LAUGHING/PROPAGANDA

It took ten years to realize
Why the angel stopped crying
When you sail on down the lane
Your happy smile, your funny name
It's so hopeless to define
When you jump to close the blinds
You know I'd help you if I could but
Both my arms are made of wood
I just don't mean the things that I say
It's only cause you're made that way

Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening
Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening

When we grooved on into town
Charles Atlas stopped to frown
Cause he's not made like me and you
Just can't do the things we do
I'm not being mean so don't take it hard
When I ask you to run round the 

Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening
Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening

At times like these you don't have to say
So sorry it turned out that way

Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening
Sorry for laughing
There's too much happening


ALBUM: A SECRET WISH (1985)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: P-MACHINERY/PROPAGANDA

Motor
Power, force, motion, drive
Power, force, motion, drive
Power, force, motion, drive
Power, force, motion, drive
Propaganda

On joyless lanes we walk in lines
A calm but steady flow
Accompanied by loud commands
Our strength is running low

Another hope feeds another dream
Another truth installed by the machine
A secret wish the marrying of lies
Today comes true what common sense denies

Rotating wheels of destiny
Inflame the city lights
Machines call out for followers
Far out into the night
The calls of the machines
Drowning in the steam

Another hope feeds another dream
Another truth installed by the machine
A secret wish the marrying of lies
Today you find is true what common sense denies

The calls of the machines
Drowning in the steam

On joyless lanes we walk in lines
A calm but steady flow
Our strength is running low
Another hope
Another dream
Another truth
Installed by the machine
Installed by the machine

ALBUM: A SECRET WISH (1985)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: VICIOUS CIRCLE/PROPAGANDA

Days become years
Years become tears
Inside this maze
I've lost your trace

A prison cell
A lonely hell
All doors are locked
The key's been dropped

I've fallen prey to a delusion
Your pretty mask has been an illusion
Stupefying ways of sinning
Makes me miss the web you're spinning

Days become years
Years become tears
Inside this maze
I've lost your trace

A prison cell
A lonely hell
No candlelight
Repels the night

I've fallen prey to a delusion
Your pretty mask has been an illusion
Stupefying ways of sinning
Makes me miss the web you're spinning

You captured me inside a vicious circle
A helpless fly
You captured me inside a vicious circle
A helpless fly tangled up
In your spider web of lies

Days become years
Years become tears
The silent wall
Embraces all

An empty heart
Ignores the pain
Of love that's lost
When love's in vain

I've fallen prey to a delusion
Your pretty mask has been an illusion
Stupefying ways of sinning
Makes me miss the web you're spinning

ALBUM: 1234 (1990)