Vocals - Idan Ziv
Guitars/Bass/Vocals - David Gros
Piano - Ido Sagir
Written and produced - Ronen Shoshan

Nefolet - Toto

Nefolet - Prozac

By David and Ronen (and a bit of Idan)

מילים:

בוא ניקח כדור 
ונתבלבל
בשם האל

אז בוא נרקוד ובוא נשכח
עד שהשמש פה תזרח

ואז אולי נקום ליום
כזה אחר כתמול שלשום

בלי סיוטים וחדשות 
געגועים ומלחמות 

החיים הולכים תמיד
אך-המוות בא תמיד בזמן 


נחלום על יום חדש
אחר ולא דומה

למה שכבר היה פה אז
מהמגדל למאחז

בוא ונחליף  עכשיו ת'ראש
כי שום דבר כבר לא קדוש

כעת כבר אין לנו ברירה
ואין שום דרך חזרה


החיים הולכים תמיד
אך המוות בא תמיד בזמן

Nefolet - Tamid Bazman

Morroccan'Roll - Urge or Purge

Morroccan'Roll - Misirlou

Morroccan'Roll - Oudacious

Even though you meditate with so much ease, a heart full of conflict will never find peace.

A Serious man - By Nefolet

I’m a middle-aged, privileged white man                  
The world is at my feet, i hope you understand
I get high on rules power and control
I am not too extreme this is how I roll

Rolling down the street lycra all the way
I own the fucking road from tax I didn’t pay
I’m that bossy prick who tells you what to do 
always seems to me that you don't have a clue

I’m a middle-aged, privileged white man
You canceled my opinion and then you made me banned
Even though my empire has been long gone      
My shitty legacy still lives on
still lives on

Grumpy all the time pink turns into red
It's no surprise to me that at 60 I am dead
My wife is never happy, kinda like my mum
When I try to please her she treats me like a scum

My balls are in her hands with half of all my shit
This is why i’m angry, i swear, I curse, I spit
I could have married Erin, a Tarryn or a Sharon
But instead of that I married me a Karen

Chorus:
I’m a middle-aged, privileged white man
You canceled my opinion and then you made me banned

Even though my empire has been long gone
My shitty legacy still lives on

White Man - By Nefolet

When I was a child
My mama told me
The Music comes from deep inside

When I was a child
My mama told me
The Music comes from deep inside

Humming a jingle touches and tingles
loud as a cymbal
Of something
Humming a jingle touches and tingles
loud as a cymbal
Of something
cutting deep deep inside
Of something deep
deep inside

When I was a boy
My daddy told me
To bury words deep inside

When I was a boy
My daddy told me
To bury words deep inside

Holding my anger
Dancing with danger
Feeling the pain
Of something
Holding my anger
Dancing with danger
Feeling the pain
Of something
cutting deep deep inside
Of something
deep deep inside

Go find a bridge
Or what you need
try find a goal
Hold on Hold on till you bleed

Go find a bridge
Or what you need
try find a girl
Hold on Hold on till you bleed

Nefolet are David Gros and Ronen Shoshan

Deep Inside - Nefolet

Time’s not running out
 It’s just slipping away
Ideals in black and white
Now turning into Gray
The boy I used to be
Is Gone with yesterday

The clock is on the move
And now it's running fast
Women disappear
Friendships never last
Mistakes and broken dreams
Still echo from the past

You blink and it is gone
This moment won't repeat
The past is buried deep
The Future don't exist	
Diamonds are for fools
The present is your gift


Run Rabbit Run - Nefolet

Dear Gretta - By Nefolet

deep inside v2

Mel Dobra - Vocals
David G - Vocals and Bass
Ronen - The rest

A Dreamer

Whatever - Marie Brunelli

Shan Yeled Shan

This is our take on the imortal song by Oum Kalthoum - Enta Omri
This was recording during a jam, on an iPhone...

Enta O'O'O'Omri

Moo as a habbit

The famous tune Miserlou (which was also converted to surf rock by dick dale)

Pulp fiction Janana style

Somewhere between the dusty dunes of the Sahara and the thumping pulse of a city nightclub, there’s Morroccan’Roll—a band that doesn’t just play music, they conjure it. A bizarre, beautiful collision of rock, pop, and whatnot, wrapped in hypnotic Moroccan grooves and time signatures that could send a seasoned drummer spiralling into an existential crisis. These maniacs don’t stick to a script. Oh no, they tear it up on stage and write a new one in real-time—improvised madness that somehow makes perfect sense, blending house beats and a primal urge to move. They’ll even hijack your favourite rock and pop songs, slapping on their own Moroccan twist, until you’re not sure where the cover ends and the chaos begins.

Morroccan'Roll

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