LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: EARTH DIVISION/MOGWAI

Canzone del giorno occupata.




ALBUM: OCCUPY THIS ALBUM (2012)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: NATIONAL ANTHEM/LANA DEL REY

Money is the anthem of success
So before we go out
What’s your address?

I’m your national anthem
God, you’re so handsome
Take me to the Hamptons
Bacardi fare on

He loves to romance them
Reckless abandon
Holding me for ransom
Upper echelon
He says to be cool but
I don’t know how yet
Wind in my hair
Hand on the back of my neck
I said can we party later on?
He said yes, yes, yes

Tell me I’m your national anthem
(Oh yeah, baby bow down
Making me so wow, wow)
Tell me I’m your national anthem
(Sugar, sugar, how now
Take your body down town)
Red, white, blue’s in the skies
Summer’s in the air and
Baby, heaven’s in your eyes
I’m your national anthem

Money is the reason we exist
Everybody knows it, it’s a fact
Kiss, kiss

I sing the national anthem
While I’m standing over your body
Hold you like a python
And you can’t keep your hands off me
Or your pants on
See what you’ve done to me
Give me chevron
You said to be cool but I’m already coolest
You said to get real
Don’t you know who you’re dealing with?
Do you think you’ll buy me lots of diamonds?
(Yes, also a gun)

Tell me I’m your national anthem
(Oh yeah, baby bow down
Making me so wow, wow)
Tell me I’m your national anthem
(Sugar, sugar, how now
Take your body down town)
Red, white, blue’s in the skies
Summer’s in the air and
Baby, heaven’s in your eyes
I’m your national anthem

It’s a love story for the new age
For the six page
Want a quick sick rampage?
Wining and dining
Drinking and driving
Excessive buying
Overdosing, dying
On our drugs and our love
and our dreams and our rage
Blurring the lines between real and the fake
Love again lonely
I need somebody to hold me
We will do very well
I can tell, I can tell
Keep my safe in his bell tower hotel

Money is the anthem of success
So put on mascara and your party dress

I’m your national anthem
Boy put your hands up
Give me a standing ovation
Boy you is landing
Babe in the land of sweetness and angel
Queen of Saigon

Tell me I’m your national anthem
(Oh yeah, baby bow down
Making me so wow, wow)
Tell me I’m your national anthem
(Sugar, sugar, how now
Take your body down town)
Red, white, blue’s in the skies
Summer’s in the air and
Baby, heaven’s in your eyes
I’m your national anthem

Money is the anthem
God, you’re so handsome
Money is the anthem of success
Money is the anthem
God, you’re so handsome
Money is the anthem of success
Money is the anthem
God, you’re so handsome
Money is the anthem of success
Money is the anthem
God, you’re so handsome
Money is the anthem of success

ALBUM: BORN TO DIE (2012)

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LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: PIGGY BANK/SHELLITO

Own four more days
Pay way go around
I'm sorry if I seem to say some hurtful things
But I told you we will
We will
We will

Own four more days
Pay way go around
I'm sorry if I seem to say some hurtful things
But I told you we will
We will
We will

ALBUM: BENEVOLENT LASER (2007)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: THE DAILY MAIL/RADIOHEAD

A Glastonbury, a sorpresa.




The moonies are up on a mountain
The lunatics have taken over the asylum
Waiting on the rapture

Singing we're here
To keep your prices down
Feed you to the hounds
To the Daily Mail
Together, together

You made a pig's ear
You made a mistake
Paid off security
And got through the gate
You got away with it
But we lie in wait

Where's the truth?
What's the use?
In hanging round
Lost and found
And with your head in the sand
Fat chance, no plan
No regard for human life
You'll keep time
You've no right
You're fast to lose
You're willing to lose
To jump the queue
Go back again
President
For life
Lord of all
The flies in the sky
The beasts of the earth
The fish in the sea
Have lost command

(2011)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: ELECTIONEERING/RADIOHEAD

Tra tre giorni si vota, sì.




I will stop
I will stop at nothing
Say the right things
When electioneering
I trust I can rely on your vote

When I go forwards you go backwards and somewhere we will meet
When I go forwards you go backwards and somewhere we will meet

Riot shields
Voodoo economics
It's just business
Cattle prods and the IMF
I trust I can rely on your vote

When I go forwards you go backwards and somewhere we will meet
When I go forwards you go backwards and somewhere we will meet

ALBUM: OK COMPUTER (1997)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: DON'T WAKE THE SCARECROW/THE FELICE BROTHERS

Would you love me
If I told you I was born upstream
If I told you I come from money
White money
Would you love me
Would you love me
Well, I was born down
By a bad little river in a poor town
Where an indian-giver put a board out
It said boarding house
Call him scarecrow
He kept whores around
And I'd go there
I'd wait my turn on the broke stairs
And get me the girl with the gold hair
Leave your clothes there
On the folding chair
In that cold room
Your breath would twist just like ghosts do
You said call me Dorothy in red shoes
And the bed moved
The bed moved
The bed moved

Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight

Well, the man would come in
It's hard living right giving head when
The sad days of winter have set in
And the medicine for an addict is heroin
I'd find you there in the bath
We'd cook up your shit in a tin can
And you started calling me tin man
And we started making plans to begin again
Begin again
You saved a C note
Told me you felt like a seagull
Told me to meet at the depot
With the needle
Then maybe we'd go to Reno
Where you'd be my desert dove
And we'd find a way to make better love
Said, baby, that's How the West Was Won
And the blood-red sun
The blood-red sun
And the blood-red

Tracy, don't you wake that scarecrow tonight

Well, the man cries
Who gives a damn when a tramp dies?
But I loved you there in the lamp light
With your bare thighs
And the halo of your hair
And all my lifelong
I'll never shake off your siren song
And all of your talk about dying young
With an iron lung and that crazy way
You said, Simon
I think I might stay here with scarecrow tonight
Simon, I think I'm gonna stay here with scarecrow tonight

ALBUM: THE FELICE BROTHERS (2008)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HE THOUGHT OF CARS/BLUR

Moscow's still red
The young man's dead
Gone to heaven instead
The evening news
Says he was confused
The motorways will all merge soon
Lottery winner buys the moon
They've come to save us
The space invaders are here

He thought of cars
And where
Where to drive to
Who to drive them with
There, there was no-one
No-one

There's panic at London Heathrow
Everybody wants to go
Up into the blue
But there's a ten year queue
Columbia is in top gear
It shouldn't snow this time of year
America's shot
She's gone and done the lot

He thought of planes
And where
Where to fly to
And who to fly there with
And there, there was no-one
No-one

He thought of cars
And where
Where to drive to
Who to drive them with
There, there was no-one
No-one

ALBUM: THE GREAT ESCAPE (1995)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: THE WHORES HUSTLER AND THE HUSTLERS WHORE/PJ HARVEY

Speak to me of universal laws
The whores hustle and the hustlers whore
All around me people bleed
Speak to me your song of greed

Speak to me of your inner charm
Of how you'll keep me safe from harm
I don't think so, I don't see
Speak to me of your inner peace

Little people at the amusement park
City people in the dark
Speak to us, send us a sign
Tell us something to keep us trying

The whores hustle and the hustlers whore
Too many people out of love
The whores hustler and the hustlers whore
This city's ripped right to the core

Speak to me of heroin and speed
Of genocide and suicide, of syphilis and greed
Speak to me the language of love
The language of violence
The language of the heart
This isn't the first time I've asked for money or love
Heaven and earth don't ever mean enough
Speak to me of heroin and speed
Just give me something I can believe

The whores hustle and the hustlers whore
Too many people out of love
The whores hustler and the hustlers whore
This city's ripped right to the core

ALBUM: STORIES FROM THE CITY, STORIES FROM THE SEA (2000)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: RABBIT IN YOUR HEADLIGHTS/UNKLE

Diretto da JONATHAN GLAZER

I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Scared of the spotlight
You don't come to visit
I'm stuck in this bed
Thin rubber gloves
She laughs when she's crying
She cries when she's laughing
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away

I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
Washed down the toliet
Money to burn
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away

Rotworms on the underground
Caught between stations
Butterfingers
I'm losing my patience
I'm a rabbit in your headlights
Christian suburbanite
You got money to burn
Fat bloody fingers are sucking your soul away
Away, away

ALBUM: PSYENCE FICTION (1998)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: PRICE YOU PAY/UNKLE

No one can tell me just why it is
That it always has to come to this

Fix it up
Throw it away
I don't get it
The price you pay

Makes no sense no matter what you say
What sticks inside ain't gonna fade away

Fix it up
Throw it away
I don't care
It's the price you pay

I'm falling away
I'm falling away
I'm falling away
I'm falling away

You say don't pay
You say don't pay

Too high, too low

I'm falling away
I'm falling away
I'm falling away
I'm falling away

You say don't pay
You say don't pay
You say don't pay
You say don't pay

Falling away
Falling away
Falling away
Falling away
Falling away
Falling away
Falling away
Falling away

ALBUM: WAR STORIES (2007)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: DOLLARS AND CENTS/RADIOHEAD

There are better things to talk about
Be constructive
Bear witness
We can use
Be constructive
With your blues

Even when it's only
Warnings
Even when you're talking
War games

Why don't you quiet down?
Why don't you quiet down?
Why don't you quiet down?
Why don't you quiet down?

You don't live in a business world
He never goes and he never stays
We'll have goals in a liberal world
Living in times when I could stand it babe

It's all over, the baby's crying
It's all over, maybe I can see out of here

All over, the planet's dead
All over the planet, so let me
Out of here

All over, all over, all over, all over

Quiet down
(We are the dollars and cents and the pounds and pence and the mark and yen and yeah, we're going to)
Why don't you quiet down?
(Crack your little souls, we're going to crack your little souls)
Why don't you quiet down?
(We are the dollars and cents and the pounds and pence and the pounds and pence and yeah, we're going to)
Why don't you quiet down?
(Crack your little souls, we're going to crack your little souls)
We are the dollars and cents

ALBUM: AMNESIAC (2001)