Текст песни Friday Gavin - Caruso
Friday Gavin - Caruso слова песни
No, I`m not myself today.Je suis Salome... I am romanticJe suis Apollo... I am giganticHey! Stronzo,I`m standing next to you in the supermarketYeah! Your are obvious, I am obliviousSalome, Apollo, in TechnicolourI walked on the moon to touch the stars,A legend in my lifetime.Oh momma! My Rosa! From an early ageI was used and abused, no more those bad reviewsTake me back to `72 my coo ca choo,Oh! Ignorance was bliss,Spunk-a-flow, to the joy of my first kissI`m not me... I`m not me... I`m not me... not me...Non sono io!Oh my lord, I`m so bored, what`s on the TV?Do we really need these pissy popstarsWhen there`s not enough of me!Oh Dada, my Dali, un chien de Lou Lou...I am the art in your party,Not a twist cap sniffing bore.It`s tough in the queue, it`s as unto a platform shoe,Oh! Trampled underfoot,I`m Fred Astaire, I face the music and dance.I`m not me... I`m not me... I`m not me... not me...No I`m not myself... todayOh glorioso deliver us not into frustrationSalome, Apollo, in Technicolour,I walked on the moon to touch the stars.Hey Stronzo... Ancora!I`m not me... I`m not me... I`m not me... not me...Non sono io!Heave ho... heave ho...Leonardo! Marlon Brando! Machiavelli!And Bertolt`s Belly!A millionaire with curly hair, I`m your burning empire.Greta Garbo! Andy Warhol! And his jam-roll!Nero plays his violin, Seezer his accordianI`m sitting in the bathtub watching the dirty waterSwirl down the plughole... and on my stereo.....is Caruso.