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Giovanni Luigi (Intro)
01:50
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You're Gonna Make It!
04:07
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Sometimes you fall in patterns
That can make you lose your mind
And accolades can lose their shine
But acknowledgement can doom you to fail
Sometimes you find your profession
Is seeming to fall out of style
And making dough gets old after a while
But only if you let it go stale
But you gotta keep your head up now cause
You won’t let life let you down, no
Turn your smile away from a frown cause
You’re gonna make it!
You’re gonna make it!
At times you find your perception
Is blurred by the clutter of pride
2 parts of your brain need to take one side
But decisions can never be so straight
Because at times your confidence can bite you
But your body can’t feel the sting
Or warn your conscience of the pain it’ll bring
But you gotta take your cross up and wait
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Fresh Basil
03:34
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Fresh basil wafting out the oven
What happens when dough and some mozzarella do some loving
A match in heaven sure to be true
A smell In my life since ’42
Those times when the only thing that ever mattered was nothing
Fresh basil growing in the garden
Handing my mother the leaves as we all reaped the harvest
Of the love and traditions, both young and old
The warmth and the peace kept inside our home
Who ever knew smashing tomatoes could be so harmless?
Fresh basil, I thought you were the one
These things that once brought me joy, now it’s no longer fun
The weight of the business is crashing down
Try to stay alive in this lonely town
Where the only thing anyone asks is for more parmesan
Fresh basil, I wish I could push you away
These things that once brought me money, now it’s nothing but pain
The pools back in Syracuse call again
No journal, my thoughts serve as pad and pen
My wife left my side, no son to pass the name, it’s the end
Fresh basil, no, it’s not my time
So until the day that I die, I’ll be sipping white wine
Drinking alone til I go insane
We’re open until 10, whether sun or rain
Take me back before life started, need a fresh start on mine
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Everyone you know is often kind
The way they tolerate you blows my mind
Your work is the only way you’ve survived
It’s been such a long time since ’75
Romeo
In a one man show
Created a vision of real life
Little did you know
You’re Romeo
In a one man show
Time to reimagine real life
And those you keep close
Your ego has surpassed the size of your heart
No matter what you try, you just tear apart
One day, they wrong you, next day, they’re gone
You just sit content on your front lawn
Do you realize what you’ve become?
And you wonder why you never had a son
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Bald Backpacker Man
04:30
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Subject to exchange, little formalities hidden
Waiting on a response just to talk with someone
Calculate approach, bag is packed for adventure
What you say just to hear the sound of your own voice
He don’t need no reason for it
And you can’t ignore his greatness
He don’t need no reason for it
Only one way to explain it
Because he’s a bald backpacker man
Yes, he’s a bald backpacker man
And you’re never going to reach his Fahrenheit
You’re the source of inspiration
We don’t deserve you
Bald backpack man
Told us about your tall friend: supermarket cashier with a weight of 28 stone
Could lift a tractor on his own
Took a trip to Madrid, told us twice that you did
Sunburn on your bald head
140 amazing things that you said
He don’t need no reason for it
And you can’t ignore his greatness
He don’t need no reason for it
Only one way to explain it
Bald backpacker man
Yes, he’s a bald backpacker man
And you’re never going to reach his Fahrenheit
You’re the source of inspiration
We don’t deserve you
Bald backpack man
Because he’s a bald backpacker man
Yes, he’s a bald backpacker man
And you’re never going to reach his Fahrenheit
You’re the source of inspiration
We don’t deserve you
Bald backpack man
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I Got The Sauce
04:40
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I got the sauce
Hell yes, I do
No time to walk around taking your no-good IOU’s
I got the sauce
No telling how
Cause I’m lighting up your skyline with my fat eight-figure smile
I tried your ways
Soaked up the sun
And I found the instant surefire way to get mine so you get none
I got it now
The money shot
You’re no good, nothing, keeps reminding me of everything you’re not
So let me explain the fine details
Sign yourself on the dotted line
At least I’ve got it in writing
I’m winning all the time
I got the sauce
Hell yes, I do
And I’m glad my inner circle don’t accept the trash like you
Hell yes, I do
The magic touch
And I would tell you the whole story but I didn’t try that much
I got the sauce
Hell yes, I do
No time to walk around taking your no-good IOU’s
I got the sauce
No telling how
Cause I’m lighting up your skyline with my fat eight-figure smile
Let me give you a minute (oooooo, sauce!)
Alright, I’m back
I gave you time for your little brain to comprehend where I am at
The special sauce
The recipe
Wallet way too thick and all the paper’s basil green
One hundred dollar bills
Well, that’s my low-cost serviette
Now let me spell it out for you
So you low lives don’t forget
(One, two, three)
(Stay with me)
I got the sauce
Hell yes, I do
No time to walk around taking your bullshit IOU’s
I got the sauce
No telling how
Cause I’m lighting up your skyline with my fat eight-figure smile
I got the sauce
Hell yes, I do
No time to walk around taking your no-good IOU’s
I got the sauce
No telling how
Cause I’m lighting up your skyline with my fat eight-figure smile
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8. |
Failure (Interlude)
01:08
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N/A
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I didn’t expect to feel this way
But now my honour’s been slayed
Everything is wrapped in a haze
And every thought I have is a maze
I know that every dog has his day
But in my heart, I know I smell some foul play
No, that dough ain’t right
The scent of a liar in the fight
No, I see no friends
Just a foe who ain’t a man
Cause you mixed something in
I saw you late last night
In your garden after dark
Should’ve known you’re up to no good
Picked something you could’ve left behind
I know what you’ve been up to
And you accused me of never staying true
No, that dough ain’t right
The scent of a liar in the fight
No, I see no friends
Just a foe who ain’t a man
Cause you mixed something in
(Cause you mixed something in)
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The Truth
03:19
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To think I once believed
They had a shred of decency
They couldn't stand to watch me win
So they gave into jealousy
Now I'm more than certain
That they mixed something in
But now I know the truth
But now I see who you really are
I didn't have a clue
That you could stoop so low
I would like to give them
The benefit of the doubt
But I know that deep inside
They were always out for me
It's time that I take matters
Into my own hands
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11. |
Illegal Oregano
01:53
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N/A
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Realization (Interlude)
01:46
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Primavera
03:55
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Woke up this morning, sun beating bright
We both slept soundly all through the night
I didn’t know what we had in store
When I opened our daughter’s door
Primavera was not in her bed
There were footprints that muddied the floor
Abnormally large, they led to her open window
Have you seen this face?
Blonde curly hair, about 4’5
Have you seen the smile that’s lit up our lives for so long?
Primavera, oh
Who would’ve done such a horrible deed?
And what would he want with our daughter so sweet?
Take all these posters and study them hard
And put them on every boulevard
Primavera was snatched in the night
The signs of a struggle remain
Whatever it takes, we need justice for Primavera!
Have you seen this face?
Blonde curly hair, about 4’5
Have you seen the smile that’s lit up our lives for so long?
Primavera, oh
Have you seen the smile that’s lit up our lives for so long?
Primavera, oh
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Oh Fiore, it’s only just I realized
We’re not the same
But time is on our side
Just lately, don’t you think that we’ve dramatized
Our little flame
Maybe now’s its time to die
Couldn’t we discuss this over tea?
There is a time and place for all to disagree
Couldn’t we forget this over time?
Is there a way to put aside this little crime?
I’m sorry, if you can’t forgive my mind
For egregiously
Romanticizing pies
Please try to be strong and bear with me
While I try to reroute my mind
This starts today
I know these thoughts aren’t mine
Couldn’t we discuss this over tea?
There is a time and place for all to disagree
Couldn’t we forget this over time?
Is there a way to put aside this little crime?
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There’s gotta be more to life
Than this circular plane we find ourselves on
You and I
There’s no need to rush these things
Let’s take our time
So many options, but they all just don’t feel right
For you and I
Don’t believe the lie that these lives go for half price
Cause you’ll never know when you’re down to your last slice
There’s gotta be more to life
Than this circular plane we find ourselves on
You and I
There’s no need to rush these things
Let’s take our time
So many options, but they all just don’t feel right
For you and I
You and me
Have found ourselves on this little island called
Sicily
And all this fighting has earned us nothing
There will never be
A solution, so let’s just stop this silly rivalry
Between you and me
We both know a slice goes well with a glass of Merlot
So take it slow
Take it slow
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