Rock your moccasins

by Orange

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released March 31, 2011

All Songs written by Orange

Record Label: Gpees

Produced by Giorgio Pona & Orange

Co-producer Ivan A. Rossi 8brr-rec

Recorded at  Sam Studio, Lari and Mono Studio, Milano
Recorded by Ivan A. Rossi, Matteo “Cantaloop” Cantaluppi

Mixed by Ivan A. Rossi

Assistant Engineers:
Valerio Celeste, Domenico Crisci, Luigi Caprara, Daniele Raina.

Mastered by John Davis at Metropolis Studios, London

Press : Luisa Bertoldo luisa@luisabertoldo.com
Booking : Eric Bagnarelli eric@comcerto.it

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Track Name: These Boys
these boys
these boys are not so typical, these boys are just hanging around. these boys are not so usual these boys are back in town like ha ha woah! woah! these boys are back in town! now you better believe us cos it's true! (too cool to be true..), and you better believe us cos it's true! (too cool to be true. too cool to be true. too cool to be true).
these boys are not so typical, these girls are just hanging aruond them. these girls are not so usual, they're not like, scream and shout! like ha ha woah! woah! these girls are back in town! now you better believe us cos it's true! (too cool to be true..), and you better believe us cos it's true! (too cool to be true). too cool to be true. too cool to be true. too cool to be true!
these boys are not so typical, these boys are just hanging around. these boys are not so usual these boys are back in town!
hey! come around we're not kidding! i see just a smile!
hey! come around we're not kidding! i see just a smile!
i see just a smile!
i see just a smile!
take off your clothes and shut your mouth, they're watching tv while they're joking you again and again..
these boys are not so typical, these boys are just hanging around. these boys are not so usual these boys are back in town like ha ha woah! uh! these boys are back in town!
Track Name: Valagussa
berlusconi is a fucking rock star! berlusconi loves the libertines! berlusconi got a taste for crack so please god free me from berlusconi who's a fucking rasta! berlusconi loves adam green! berlusconi fucked kate moss a long ago before pete!
and he's fucking aruond talking on his telephone, and i know and i know and i know and i know that it's you! c c c come on baby, let's wait until this country drawn, let's wait until the 2012, yeah!
berlusconi is like iggy pop, the world is spinning and he never get old. i'd rather take that blue pill, but that's not matrix.
and he's buzzing around talking on his telephone, and i know and i know and i know and i know that it's you! c c c come on baby, let's wait until this country drawn, come on baby, the Maya told it us clear! c c c come on baby! let's wait until the 2012, yeah!
Track Name: Brenda
brenda
the spaceships has landed tonite at 4:00 p.m. the world, as we know it, it doesn't exist anymore. it started when people stopped to get out of their houses and we've been talking and talking and talking and talking about where did it all go wrong?
corpses of people and cars piled up together, i try to remember when i used to play guitar. dear friend, i want to write to you a letter "skinny jeans, ties and leather jackets: where did it all go wrong?"
and you mean nothing you mean nothing you mean nothing you mean nothing.
you mean nothing you mean nothing
you mean nothing you mean nothing
you mean nothing you mean nothing
the spaceships has landed tonit at 4:00 p.m. and treated right finally the government. dear friend, i want to write to you a letter "skinny jeans, ties and leather jackets: where did it all go wrong?"
and you mean nothing you mean nothing you mean nothing you mean nothing.
you mean nothing you mean nothing
you mean nothing you mean nothing
you mean nothing you mean nothing
you mean nothing you mean nothing you mean nothing at all!
you mean nothing you mean nothing
you mean nothing you mean nothing
you mean nothing you mean nothing
you mean nothing you mean nothing.
Track Name: Donatella
donatella is back from a big train wreck. in and out and in again from love, she's not that kind of song you sing it with your friends.
i say we better leave the city tonite
i say we better leave the city tonite
i say we better leave the city before we all die!
donatella is gone she was the only one. logging in and logging out from love, now she fucks me from above through my new computer.
i say we better leave the city tonite
i say we better leave the city tonite
i say we better leave the city before we all die!
oh! and you better..and you better leave it all behind.
yeah, and you better..and you better leave it all behind.
i say we better leave the city tonite
i say we better leave the city tonite
i say we better leave the city before we all die!
Track Name: Hollywood
holliwood (naples'song)
well i wake up in the morning when the sun is at the dawn, i must be sober cos the day has just begun, i've been drinking in the morning, drinking in the night, drinking all the summer long but please don't sing that same old song!
well i'm walking down the city's streets just smoking cigarettes, i wasted up the things but i have no regrets, i've been drinking in the morning, drinking in the night, drinking all the summer long but pleasre don't sing that same old song!
that same old song
that same old song
that same old song
no i'm not drunk.
well i wake in the morning when the sun is at the dawn, your father tease me cos her daughter wants to blow. you can blow me in the morning, blow me in the night, blow me when you want to blow but please don't sing that same old song.
that same old song
that same old song
that same old song
no i'm not drunk.
it can't be wrong.
Track Name: I dont like you anymore
i've got to quit this boring conversations, you know there's some lessons i have learned so please don't teach me anymore. you feel good in humiliating people and now people give you a stab in the back so don't try to beg me any respect.
my mom told me to not talk to the stranger but a stranger's always more impressing than who's known. now beat me down, spit on me, does it makes you feel good? well i don't know why, but i know for sure tha i don't like you anymore.
no i don't like you anymore.
no i don't like you anymore, my friend.
oh! no i don't like you anymore.
well, love can be misunderstood with faith, you know there's a lesson i have learned: if you play with fire you'll get burned. we shared everything, in a thousand ways. no matter what side of the cake you'd choose, there was no chance we're going to loose.
but now you want to buy yourself a pretty future, made of all the pretty little lies of your tv. you gave your parents what they were asking for, and i know for sure and i know for sure that i don't like you anymore, no i don't like you anymore.
see, i don't like you anymore my friend
oh! no i don't like you anymore.
Track Name: La due (gigolo')
la due (gigolo')
it doesn't mean that i love you if i send you flowers, it doesn't mean that i care if i'm chest down. you don't even imagine what i've got in my head, like a couple of guns lying on my bed. it doesn't mean taht i care if this song is for you.
it doesn't mean that i'm talking when i'm on the phone, please stop asking me what the fuck is going on. you don't even imagine what i've got in my home, like the noise of an old woman cracking bone.
still i don't care when you're in town!
prostitutes smell good, that is understood.
i always got the best i could.
it doesn't mean that i love you if i send you flowers, it doesn't mean that you own ma if i'm chest down. you don't even imagine what i've got in my head, like a couple of guns lying on my bed.
still i don't care when you're in town!
prostitutes smell good, that is understood.
why don't you try a gigolo'?
it doesn't mean that i love you if i slit your throat it doesn't mean that i'm gulty if i get caught, you don't even imagine what i've got in my head, like a couple of guns lying on my bed.
still no one cares when you're in town!
prostitutes smell good, that is understood.
that's why i'm just a gigolo'.
Track Name: America
america
i've seen the faces of the people of california, america, america's still there.
i've seen the faces of the people of alabama, america, america's still there.
and she just turns me on...she just turns me on, oh come on!
i've seen the faces of the people of california, america, america's still there.
i've seen the faces of the people of oklahoma, america, america's still there.
and you just turn me on...you just turn me on, oh come'on!

is it the sundown of the empire? cos you just turns me on.
Track Name: Big Shoes
big shoes
i must be ready to come back to my self, honey, i must be ready to fail.
i thought i was ready to stand up by my self, honey, i was just ready to fall, yeah.
see i don't belong in here, a castle of sand and tears.
because you're taking me in then you're bringing me out.
then you're taking me up though you're bringing me down.
since i'm your king but you stole my crown, big shoes to walk like a clown.

i must be ready to come back to my self, honey, i must be ready to fail. thought i was ready to look after my self honey, i was just ready to fall..
because you're bringing me in then you're bringing me out.
then you're taking me up though you're taking me down.
since i'm your king but you stole my crown, big shoes to walk like a clown.
i must be ready to come back to my self, honey, i must be ready to fail.
i thought i was ready to stand up by my self, honey, i was just ready to fall, to fall....
Track Name: L'India
l'india e' una potenza atomica
l'india e' una potenza atomica.
senza dubbio il tou giudizio si basa sul look.
la cultura rende sterile.
vado a fuoco e sei colpevole.
coca cola+diazepam
l'italia non e' certo una nazione dinamica.
devi metterlo nel culo a qualcun'altro per essere al top. top!
il vicino e' poco socievole.
se gli suoni sei colpevole.
coca cola+diazepam.
tu ti fai troppo...minchia fatti di meno.
coca cola+diazepam.