Me & Sk

la cazzimma

L'atrito

L Attrito

Lacrime

SK   Lacrime

Beauty's Lament.

Sk    Beauty's Lament

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La vie la dance l amour

SK    La vie la dance l amour (Scritto da Anam Hermit) Al piano Davide Ambrosecchia

Nice to meet You

ELOP & SK     Nice to meet You

They called him MURPHY BLEEDING GUMS
he HAD FORGOTTEN THE SUN, 
the loving TASTE OF HIS MOTHER'S sauce
AND HIS FATHER'S ADVICE.
FOR 30 YEARS he'd NOT WATCHED THE NEWS
appetite for NOODLES AND the STREET FOOD
BETWEEN the FAT AND NOTES he devoured
he found himself alone
and blowing the blues
he wears those DARK shades AT NIGHT 
to hold the loneliness inside
as he plays in the club underneath the Detroit Moon
ahhh here comes RACHEL 
HAIR AS RED AS THE ORANGES OF SICILY, 
her EYES AS BLUE AS the sea
ohh the beautiful sea!
SKIN AS WHITE AS THE SNOW ON THE ROOFTOPS
in the Detroit city
BEHIND the BAR SHE MOVED LIKE A CAT, 
KEPT TIME BY DRUMMING WITH HER LONG RED FINGERNAILS, 
AND OH WHEN SHE SANG SHE SOUNDED LIKE A MADONNA 
TO THOSE POOR DEVILS IN THAT dimly lit CLUB IN DETROIT
(she's so beautiful) 
AND WHEN MURPHY PLAYED he DID IT FOR HER 
( play for me murphy)
and WHEN MURPHY PLAYED BETWEEN LAUGHING AND CRYING
(oh murphy baby)
ohhh THEY WOULD STARE AT EACH OTHER UNDER THE NEON LIGHT
never say a word, in that danky SMOKY PARADISE
( shhhhhh , shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
OF DETROIT
A STEP BEFORE DAWN and PEOPLE WERE LEAVING
RACHEL WITH REDDENED EYES SET UP at THE COUNTER
and MURPHY SAT AT A TABLE DRINKING A WHISKEY 
AS HE WATCHED HER WRITE POEMS he knew SHE would tear up
( tear up - oooh ) 
AND SHE SMOKED WITH HER EYES CLOSED WAITING FOR THE BUS 
AND FOR YEARS NEVER asked her, 
or FOUND THE COURAGE TO OFFER if she needed a RIDE
UNTIL that SNOWY NIGHT 
she was SHIVERING and needed a ride
murphy DROVE so SLOWLY AS IF HE NEVER WANTED TO ARRIVE
THE RADIO PLAYED CROAKING JAZZ TUNE
and SHE SAID "hey MURPHY HONEY YOU'RE much BETTER than this"
SHE LAID HER HEAD ON HIS SHOULDER AND FELL ASLEEP
(go to sleep baby)
AND AFTER A LONG TIME 
MURPHY SAW THE SUN AGAIN, 
A CHEMICAL SUNRISE UP IN THE SKY OF DETROIT
THEY ARRIVED HOME SHE MADE him BREAKFAST 
and ON HER PANCAKES SHE MADE A HEART, 
and BY AND BY 
THEY LEFT DETROIT

Murphy

Sk    Murphy    ( Testo di Anam Hermit & Sk)

he keeps the hemp between his lips. the soul is missing.
swinging in the hammock. hide his silhouette.
like an Arab woman.

makeup on his face just like hes Arthur Fleck.
one survivor, and the stories not over yet.
all naked and waiting in his bed
like the poetry of Neruda
of Neruda
of Neruda

it's a festa, macabre abra, cadabra macrabre
a festa macabre abra cadabra
a festa macabre abra cadabra
festa It's a Party Baby

chases the target the owner is Miss Empty
he goes hard then it's no longer giving
the bitch is like an Eva with the apple
and his seed is glad to hear it

Fiesta Macabra

Tubo & Sk   -Fiesta Macabra- (Testo di Anam Hermit & Sk)

tzigana

Tzigana

the piano

The piano

baci ardenti

Baci ardenti

La premiata ditta

experimental musician, I love sampling, breaking up and reassembling the fragments .... I have been working with musicians of various kinds and for some time together with my partner anam we have been producing rare pearls of a new hip hop.

Tubo & Sk -Fiesta Macabra- (Testo di Anam Hermit & Sk)

Tubo Dj (Scribes of Avalon)