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THEE JONES BONES, Electric Babyland (2010)

 

Holly Holly

Hangin’ Around

The Mud’s End

Teachin’ Nurse

Nico’s Banana

Say Hey, Say Ho!

Alright

Wrong Way

Cowbaby

 

(Music, Thee Jones Bones; Word, Alessandro Ducoli – Luca Morzenti)

 

Holly Holly

 

Anche le tue amiche lo fanno!

 

Baby, baby, do the rockin’ roll

Pretty Dollies, rockin’ over and on

Baby, baby, babies rockin’ the guys

Pretty Dollies, rockin’ over the line

 

Baby, baby, let me rock and roll

Pretty Dolly, rock me on and on

Baby, baby, come on rockin’ that guy

Pretty Dolly, rock me over the line

 

Stormy night outside tonight

Baby, you can’t stop that guy

Stormy night, the time is right for Rock’n’Roll

Spinning and shining, Holly Holly soul

Spinning and shining like a mirrorball

 

Rockin’ and rollin’, shakin’ out your soul

Spinning and shining like a mirrorball

Holly, Holly, Buddy Holly soul

Is spinning and shining in the Mirrorball

 

 

Hangin’ Around

 

Cammino male!

 

Red light, right night, it’s raining

Walk like a Dog who’s

Hangin’ around

 

Red light, right fight, I’m bleeding

Creep like a Dog who’s

Hangin’ around

 

Red light, she’s nice and ouzing

Hound like a Dog who’s

Hangin’ around

 

Red light, don’t mind, it’s open

Drink like a Dog who’s

Hangin’ around

 

Now the Mersey’s calling for a penny and another one

I don’t give a damn, I’m hangin’ around

 

And I sing la, la, la, la. la

The Mersey’s there, the light is red

I can always find the way, I’m hangin’ around

 


 

The Mud’s End

 

Sei di poca compagnia!

 

Everywhere I go, every road I walk

The Camaro’s swimming in the mud

Everywhere I go, every man I talk

You will push no more my pedal brake, and now you know

 

Everywhere I go, every town I leave

The Camaro’s swimming in the mud

Everywhere I go, every way I will

Everything I do is on my own, yes, on my own

 

Everywhere I go, every hole I dig

The Camaro’s swimming in the mud

Everywhere I go, everything will be

The Bambina’s sailing in the mud, and now she knows

 

Fine, now is good, you don’t bore my brain no more

No more tell me what I have to do …

Fine, now is good, you don’t drive my car no more

No more tell me what I have to do …

 

Everywhere I go…

 


 

Teachin’ Nurse

 

Cura questo cane!

 

Don’t teach

Don’t need a teacher, every dog needs a teacher

You are a really pretty nurse

You make the boy clean and good and right

You are a really pretty nurse

 

Don’t teach

Don’t want a teacher, every dog wants a teacher

You are a really pretty nurse

You make the boy clean and good and right

You are a really pretty nurse

 

I find my way, but every way is always wrong

I find my way alone, but I want, but I want, but I want

 

Don’t teach

Don’t bite a teacher, every dog bites a teacher

You are a really pretty nurse

You make the boy clean and good and right

You are a really pretty nurse

 

Don’t teach

Don’t hate a teacher, every dog hates a teacher

You are a really pretty nurse

You make the boy clean and good and right

You are a really pretty nurse

You are a really pretty nurse

You are a really pretty nurse

 


 

Nico’s Banana

 

Odio il potassio!

 

How do you feel today

How was your yesterday

How do you feel today

 

And now

 

How do you live today

Did you live yesterday

How do you feel today

 

And now

 

You better walk away

Oh so far... from me

You better walk away

From the sick of this town, all alone…

 

How do you live your days

Can you go on this way

Why don’t you leave these days

 

And now

 

You better walk away

Oh so far... from me

You better walk away

From the sick of this town

 

How do you feel today

How was your yesterday

How do you feel today

How do you feel today

 

 

Say Hey, Say Ho!

 

Quei soldi sono miei!

 

Say hey, say ho, say no

You need it more and more

Say hey, say ho, say no

You need it more and more

 

I got one more, look at me boss

Give you more ‘til you’re enough

One more will make you fine

Feel myself alright

 

I got two more, look at me boss

Give you more ‘til you’re enough

Two more will make you fine

Feel myself alright

 

… enough, ok?

… enough, ok?

… enough, ok?

 

I got you!

 

I got three more, look at me boss

Give you more ‘til you’re enough

Three more will make you fine

Feel myself alright

 

I got four more, look at me boss

Give you more ‘til you’re enough

Four more will make you fine

Feel myself alright

 

 

Alright

 

Gran pompino!

 

Keep on moving … I feel alright

Keep on moving … you feel alright

 

I got a brand new car, can bring you far … alright

I got a brand new gun, can bring you down … alright

 

I get a brand new dog, can bring you smile … alright

I get a brand new drug, can bring you high … alright

 

If you don’t like that mood, I got so much for you … alright

If you don’t like that fool, just try how much I’m cool … alright

 

I feel alright … all right

I feel alright … all night

Keep on moving … I feel alright

Keep on moving … you feel alright

Make you smile

Take you high … all right

Keep on moving … I feel alright

Keep on moving … you feel alright

Much for you

How I’m cool … all right

I feel alright … all right

I feel alright … all night

 


 

Wrong Way

 

Hai rotto i coglioni!

 

I’m on my way, and I got time, a brand new car

 

Everyday I think of you my sweetie little girl

Everyday I dream of you so hard

I won’t let you down, but I’m on my way

Don’t let me down

 

Everyday I drink for you my pretty little girl

Everyday I drink for you so hard

Now I’m on my way, wasting a little time

Don’t let me down

 

So I remember I was young and really poor

So I remember of that valley, green and gold

Ride Appaloosa in the fields made by your God

So I remember when this country was my soul

Now I forget it, ‘cause I’m poor than yesterday

Now I forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it

 

I’m on my way, and I got time, a brand new car

 


 

Cowbaby

 

Rock’n’Roll!

 

Me and Muddy comin’ down the hill

Divin’ our pick-up from the hell

Radiostation’s playin’ Rock’n’Roll

And now we need a Mirrorball

 

Me and Muddy havin’ a six-pack

Suckin’ smoke and ready to be back

Parkin’ our pick-up in the grass

This is the night we kick some ass

 

Me and Muddy waitin’ for a beer

Drinkin’ more and more and ‘nother beer

Band is playin’ music we don’t like

The time is ready for a fight

 

Me and Muddy startin’ to be hot

Smashin’ bones and faces, ready or not

Chairs ‘n’ tables flyin’ all around

And what we find is smashed down

 

Me and Muddy comin’ back from hell

Drivin’ our pick-up to the hill

Radiostation’s playin’ Rock’n’Roll

And now we have a Mirrorball

 

 

 

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