90's Week (Piacentino DJ @ It Stile's)-Guglielmo Brunelli/Alessandro Piga

Sitting in my day care, the art is deco painted Blessed by the drink, upon the corner's where we've seen it Chased by the plane it, haunted by the medium Too high to flow toward to break the tedium Glow from my TV set was blue like neon Activated the remote, I put the BBC on I've seen this city somewhere, I'm looking out for no one Pallor in my eyes, it get blue like neon Hell is 'round the corner where I shelter Isms and schisms, we're living on a skelter If you believe I'll deceive, then common sense says shall you receive Let me take you down the corridors of my life And when you walk, do you walk to your preference No need to answer till I take further evidence I seem to need a reference to get residence A reference to your preference to say I'm a good neighbour I trudge, so judge me for my labour I walk in a bar and immediately I sense danger You look at me, girl, as if I was some kind of a A total stranger Hysterical, ecstatical, no matter, call me stags Hard to get a drink or a girl to relax Upon phono, no go zone I go through Aching awaits just to relocate you Kill us with your fist, now baby, mix it with me You see me function better when I get approximately High by my technical flyby I function better with the sun in my eyes, so goodbye Take a second of me, you beckon I'll be And when you're sad, I'll mourn And when you tear, I'm torn Take a second of me Take a second of me I stand firm for our soil Lick a rock off foil So reduce me, seduce me Dress me up in Stussy Show me and I'll stick 'em Will you be my victim? Take a second of me Mad over you, mad over me, an analogy Baby, tagging up all of my stationary Sitting in my daycare, media deco painted Colliding with the jam until the drink got dated Window indigo when they go boom I run inside my room, no sense, you can trust me Climb on my sofa, roll in a daydream Spliff make daddy go sleep-a-trip dream