She was born in Melon Bay
She played with gravity
And made her way up to space   

Even crabs and manta rays
Had lost their sanity
When they realised she was drifting away

Just another day 
Just another day
Just another day
Until she will rain
And bring down her kiss to the sea

Between the blues I'll merry you
That's what the wind had said 
The first time the foam touched her feet
  
She was born in Melon Bay
Flirting with eternity
Mother of waves, I'm not afraid, to be carried away

Just another day 
Just another day
I'll stay here and wait
Just another day

April 11th 2020

'I was those seeds, I am this meat
This meat hates pain, this meat must eat
This meat must sleep, this meat must dream
This meat must laugh, this meat must scream
But when, as meat, it’s had its fill
Please plant it as a Daffodil.'

Dr. Wilbur Daffodil-11 Swain,
Kurt Vonnegut Jr. - Slapstick

April 14th 2020

Friday again
A silence riots in my head
I woke up before
I could find out where the owl had gone
But no one really knows 
But no one really knows
What's in my jailbird song
Window pane
Outside the world's gone insane

Mais ca sert á quoi
Se serrer á moi quand je suis volatile 
Mais ca sert á rien
Se serrer á moi quand je suis volatile 

Trouve moi
Sinking in my own quicksand
Parle moi
On this endless weekend
And I keep staring at my
Window pane
I guess I'm mildly insane

Mais ca sert á quoi
Se serrer á moi quand je suis volatile 
Mais ca sert á quoi
Se serrer á moi quand je suis volatile

April 18th 2020

We drove down the hill 
And left them behind
A swollen sky was drooling honey
On the golden ground
But don't worry
Marjorie, can't you see
At the end of the road it'll be just you and me
C'est la vie
This season will pass and we'll eat our last peach

The tank was always full 
Our dreams dwelt between the tyres
No matter what they said
Behind their fans 
Let's keep on gliding
Marjorie, can't you see
At the end of the road it'll be just you and me

Open the door and follow your nose my babe 
Don't look around, eyes are the cradle of lies
Just keep singing 
And keep swinging
 
C'est la vie, Marjorie
And we spin like cosmic debris
C'est la vie, can't you see, c'est la vie Marjorie

April 23rd 2020

I've been swirling down the hole
But con vista
I've been brewing five a day
Of my robusta
Banshees cry through Olga
Ouvre nous la porta

We all need to get out
We all need to get out
It's hard to hesitate
Soak me in acetate

I still don't know
What's in that drawer
I hear them shake 
And call my name

I really need to get out
I really need to get out
And I don't know why
I turn on the screen quand je trouve pas la bonne molecule 

Et le temps recule...

April 29th 2020

She made my Krause end-bulbs all  tingly
The first time she showed me what a little

Violence can do, it's all about 
Just a little violence
That's what she says
You better try 

There's nothing left for me to look for
I think I'm getting lost in the landscape
Just squeeze me a little tighter between your knees
And feel it rising as the moon shines

Oh yeah, that's all I need
Just a little violence
That's how she rules 

Why don't you try

May 5th 2020

Cinq heures e la palpebra caló
Long vagues carezzano la plage 
Parle moi, Miranda
Des temps dei vizi e dei faló
Ricordi ibernati sous le sable noir
Endors toi, Miranda
Jusqu'au matin sussulteró sans toi
It's the grave of gardenia my home

Fusi a metá, fusi a metá
We swim with the stars, swim with the stars
Reveil moi, Miranda
Un altro giorno fioriró pour toi
It's the grave of gardenia my home

May 11th 2020

Kate says...
Is she sleeping
She ought to taken those cakes

May 15th 2020

It was only at the beginning of our dance 
That we realised we were already stuck up to our calves 
And now the winds have taken our dearest ones
The crowd stayed silent, the crowd hoped for a higher level of understanding
But their god had turned out to be not as mercyful as they thought

Three axes to domesticate them all 
Five senses to misguide us through the fog
Three axes to domesticate them all 
Five senses to get lost again

I saw Mothers and Fathers growing deaf and and getting blind 
Before they could grasp the meaning of their childrens' mumble jumble, 
Look at their eyes, they still know how to look through the crystals of our thoughts
Until the angels will fall again
Until the angels will fall again

Three axes to domesticate them all 
Five senses to get lost again

May 21st 2020

"Convinciamoci, che siamo dei cadaveri che camminano."

May 23rd 2020

Songs composed, written and recorded by Riko Fango, during the global pandemic of 2020, in London. All recorded on a 4 tracks cassette tape recorder.

Richard Scooter

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