1. |
Italian Amateur
05:42
|
|
||
|
What you waiting for
He’s an Italian Amateur
And if you want to play some more
Play with the Italian amateur
What you goin’ to say
When all your memories have faded away
If you go my way
Then you can replay
What you record, that's OK
This is the might of my display
You’re telegenic yet you are so shy
But on the other side
Well you don’t need to hide
You’ll see things differently beyond the tube
Maybe you just need some lube
And if you wanna escape
Let’s make a video tape
I want to eternalize our bodies till we are in shape
Let’s go home video
We’ll moan in stereo
I’m early adopter baby, I can be your Cicero
What you waiting for
He’s an Italian Amateur
And if you want to play some more
Play with the Italian amateur
Squeeze my electron gun
My brand new TV set is looking for fun
It’s a cathode ray
Drawing a display
And you’ll be carried away
Let’s seize the day and press replay
I want you naked on my CRT
Posing with recklessness
Onto my VHS
A Beta movie starring me and you
In the screen we look so blue
I play on VCR
I film on Betamax
I think that Super 8 is crap and Cinerama sucks
I code my VFX onto my MSX
And then we can press play on tape and do some kinky sex
[Italian Amateur] What you waiting for
He’s an Italian Amateur [Italian Amateur]
And if you want to play some more
Play with the Italian amateur [Italian Amateur]
Take 1, baby
Take 2
One take for me
And one take for you
I dress like Soviet Man
You dress american
And then we spy together what I record with my cam
I’ll ride your supercar
I’ll be your Michael Knight
And by rewatching we can check if acting was alright
I’ll be your Lucky Luke
You’ll be my Daisy Duke
And if you don’t like my scriptwriting you don’t need to puke
I’ll dress like Father Ralph
But baby for a twist
Instead of Mary Carson maybe you can be Ralph Malph
You dress like Sandokan
I dress like Maryann
And we can film our sexy escapade in Labuan
I’ll dress like Automan
Your role will be E.T.
And we can mess it out of canon baby you and me
[Italian Amateur] What you waiting for
He’s an Italian Amateur [Italian Amateur]
And if you want to play some more [Italian Amateur]
Play with the Italian amateur [Italian Amateur]
|
||||
2. |
Futa Sight
04:51
|
|
||
|
I'll say goodbye, my love Milano
Tonight I got an invitation
Shady situation
Message from the lady with the raincoat
I paint myself into the corner
Up a drainpipe
Thru' the dormer
I don't know (who are you)
I can't see (inside you)
I don't want (surprises)
Even if the tension rises
Let me be (your lover)
Let's remove (pullover)
Time to move (my body)
Here she comes
Futa Sight
It's like a new sensation overnight
Futa Sight
It's gender bender and you're doing it right / oh yeah all night
I'll say goodbye, my love Milano
Neon light of cyano
Got a one way ticket to Nagano
The way you change is mesmerizing
Tantalizing
Supersizing
Will you let (me enter?)
Isn't it (a banter?)
You look like (a lady)
Like an Asian Suzie Blady
Girl don't love (me tender)
Unsure of (your gender)
This night I'll (remember)
Here she comes
Futa Sight
It's like a stimulation overnight
Futa Sight
It's gender bender there's no need to fight / oh no / alright
Here she comes
Here she comes again
|
||||
3. |
Scouting Sisters
04:52
|
|
||
|
Scouting is for boys and girls to meet and so I met you Scouting Sisters
Hikin’ in the woods together then at night I let you cure my blisters
I’ve got a duty
Give benefaction
I need yer guide and you need action
I’m an explorer
Yes I’m still training
But shake my rain stick - look, it’s raining
Land of birch and house of beaver I’m all in
Ay! Caramba have some whisky have some gin
(It’s) just the three of us at the languishing campfire, Scouting Sisters
From the purest flame a spark’s shining on
And my faith in Baden-Powell's growing strong
Alpenstock is long and the pennant will flutter Scouting Sisters
Morse with no remorse to Save Our Souls but let me send a dirty message
Learning knots is good for building camps but let me practice it with bondage
I’ve got a duty
Help other people
But you can help rebuild my steeple
I smell your track now
I know it lingers
Let me salute you with three fingers
I’m so glad I came in-to your Jamboree
And next year I’ll last way longer you will see
Kind and corteous I’ll obey to you orders, Scouting Sisters
On my honor I will try my best to do
All the scouting practices you want me to
(But) on my manual there’s no mention of clysters, Scouting Sisters
In the light of dawn / Woke to a song
In the light of dawn / morning glory I can’t stand too long
So come on let’s rise / to get the sun
You just need to laugh / making love while listening to Raf
If the rain falls down / wetting us all
If the rain falls down sisters we won’t notice it at all
If the snow comes down / whitening all
But if we also come / sisters we won’t notice it at all
When the night has come / I’ll need relief
But if your hands are worn / sisters you can use yer neckechief
When the night has come / You’ll need relief
But if my hands are worn / sisters I can use my neckechief
|
||||
4. |
Future Calling
03:40
|
|
||
|
Future calling
Never think that science’s appalling
The computers never stalling
They’re just working for us and we can simply focus on
Body pleasure
No more work there's only leisure
The machines will take the burden
While we dance we make love we do everything we wanna do.
By 2020's
We're roaming to Side 7
Earth no more polluted
As we live in outer heaven
My skyscraper’s rising
Like the Fujiyama
All my girls are robots
Think Hajime Sorayama
We've come a long way since we thought that / the Earth was flat
We need no bigotry ‘cause we’re Gods, it’s easy as that
Future calling
As the stereotypes are falling
Why not let the good times rolling
There’s no need to be “this” there’s no need to be “that” as the
Future nation
No more sexual segregation
For mechanical vibration
Legal drugs will be fueling love between man and machine.
Computer how are you?
[I’m very fine, thank you!]
Computer can’t you think?
[I can do anything!]
Do you mean that you can sing?
[Of course that I can sing!]
And what else can you do to me?
[Lay down and you will see!]
Lord, the world we’re living looks like painted by Goya
Theorists of conspiracy in fatal paranoia
I’m sure that in the future we’ll all be vaccinated
Against the human nature bugs, they will be exterminated
And if it doesn’t work what a shame
We’re the ones to blame
The androids know how to stop the fuss
They’ll terminate us
Future calling
With technology snowballing
Get a scoop it’s quickly sprawling
And I open my ports to the future whatever will come
And I open my arms to the future whoever will come
|
||||
5. |
Mona Moore
04:16
|
|
||
|
Lord, I met a girl
Her name is Mona Moore
The nudist beach makes me du du du Dufour
I catch her eye
You know that I could try
I’d like to wet her but I know I made her dry
If you were a cat I’d pet you
If you were a plum I’d juice you
If you were in need
and you’re in need indeed
We could really have a good tiiiime
Mona Mona Moore
Mona Mona Moore
Like a wooden venus
Frustrating my penis
Mona toute la nuit
Mona tout le jour
I am no weekender
Surrender to my fender
Mona Moore
Her dripping lips
I dream of her tonight
I’m always soaked
And clammy and it’s all right
Her lips are sealed
No wish that I can make
Can’t you see that you need some icing on your sweet cake?
If you were a field I’d plough you
If you were a bush I wouldn’t trim you
Girl I am in need
Such in need indeed
Open up and let’s have a good time
Mona Mona Moore
Be my calembour
In an iron maiden
My blue balls
Are laden
Mona Mona Moore
Comb my pompadour
Always be my first one
My last one
My moist one
Sometimes I’ve got a feeling that I am trying a bit too hard
Or maybe I’m too sensible to behold
When you turn away you feel like an answer I’ll never know
To be Mona or not to be
Mona Moore
|
||||
6. |
|
|||
|
I’ve got an urge
Tell all the people
How the world is tumbling down
Well here I come
I’m the peacemaker
Sprinkling peace all over the town
Peace will fall right down from the sky / like a golden shower of love
God will say I don’t need to stay if there’s peace, if there’s love love love love
Hello Peace (Peace Hello)
It’s growing like a sprout / and you’ve got to flush it mellow
Hello Peace (Peace Hello)
The world is getting brown / so you’ve got to paint it yellow.
Get down
Peace is in the streets
Do the elephant dance
Let the spirits weep
Push back everything else
Raise your arms and let my raindrops in
Just let the peace rain begin!
I have a dream
A world without possession
You and I will merge into “we”
You’re in the best
Age to live with passion
In a world that looks like a pea
Up in us
Lies a cosmic stream
Like a sudden fountain of peace
Let it out everyone’s so thirsty for peace for your love love love love
Hello Peace (Peace Hello)
If there’s peace there’s trust
(and you’ve got to trust Moe Nellow)
Hello Peace (Peace Hello)
You can have peace alone
But it’s better with your fellow
Come in
Drink the loving cup
Call your father and niece
For they must wake up
We’ll be chanting for peace
All together from the north and south
Kneel down and open your mouth!
Hello Peace (Peace Hello) [x6]
|
||||
7. |
Come To Dance To Come
04:06
|
|
||
|
Hey Mr. Reagan
Why don't you go vegan
Hey Mrs. Thatcher
You ain’t no sexy teacher
Lord Khomeyni
I'm not yer teeny weeny
Hey Mr. Craxi
I guess you ain't that maxi down below
The Doomsday clo-clock has gone tick tock
The singing co-cock has lost its rock
Who will you mock when all your world is tumbling down?
Did you forge-get what love's about
And now you ca-cannot make it out
But I can teach you once again some cool body moves..
Come to dance and you'll forget about everything
And when you're dancing facing the face
There is no need to racing the race
Just feel the heat and
Dance to come
In a shamanic deep ecstasy
Moving along the sweet melody
It's like a trance when you come to dance to come to dance
Hey Helmut Ko-hohl you're not very co-ol
Tear down the wa-all prove you're no fool
Tovarish Gorby you GOT to stop this derby
Raissa Gorbaciova be a super lover to your man
It's not the bombshell I'm thinking of
It's not the rocket that turns me on
And my bazooka Is shooting quite the different load
How many a-arms no need to check
You better fight at the discotheque
And when it's over we can explode together in bed
Come to dance and you'll forget about everything
And when you're dancing facing the face
There is no need to racing the race
Just feel the heat and
Dance to come
In a shamanic deep ecstasy
Moving along the sweet melody
It's like a trance when you come to dance to come to dance
Dance to come to dance to come [x5]
Dance to come to dance
|
||||
8. |
God Of The Arcade
03:58
|
|
||
|
[God of the arcade you’ve been forsaken
God of the arcade you’ve been mistaken
Go to the arcade for stimulation
Join the old school generation]
Whatever happened to the arcade
I see a devolution in da last decade
Crap that comes and gold that goes
The glory of a golden age nobody knows
I used to be a wonder boy in monster land
You're playing with monster toys in wonderland
You say you’ll never be coin-operated
(But) by CD ROMs you are sedated
Flicky, Bomb Jack, Lady Bug
I wanna feel the thrill of the multiplier
Xevious, Pac Man and Dig Dug
Namco owns the meta layer
Bubble Bobble in Super Mode
I wanna see the ending in multiplayer
Double Dragon hits the road
I’m gonna use the elbow Willie say a prayer
[God of the arcade you’ve been forsaken
God of the arcade you’ve been mistaken
Go to the arcade for stimulation
Join the old school generation]
[God of the arcade they’re sedentary
They don’t come out to play Atari
Dead on their couch and a PlayStation
Wipe this sick abomination]
What!?
And so ya wanna become a Street Fighter
Well sorry kid I’m gonna be your backlighter
You’ve never ever put a feet in a game center
Too afraid to enter
Looking for a mentor
What can I say you gotta stop bein’ loner
You see my joystick and you think I got a boner
You cannot be a stoner
Gotta get up and then you gonna get down yes
Me, I wanna see you destroy your PC
All by your yourself you’re meeting your doom
Alone in your room
That’s not what I call a sonic boom
The eighties may have faded down
But I wanna see you back in town
Stop this shitty masquerade
Let's get back to the arcade
[God of the arcade you’ve been forsaken
God of the arcade you’ve been mistaken
Go to the arcade for stimulation
Join the old school generation]
[God of the arcade they’re sedentary
They don’t come out to play Atari
Dead on their couch and a PlayStation
Wipe this sick abomination]
And playing and singing the eighties have faded
We sold soul to techno
Becoming so jaded
From arcade to sofa our freedom we traded
Remember Ferrari, the sunset so mellow
Remember the songs, and the shout and the bellow
Remember yourself and remember Moe Nellow
|
||||
Luke McQueen Italy
Freelance Chiptune/VGM composer.
Amateur Italo Disco/Eurodance producer.
FM synthesis lover.
If you like Italian Amateur, you may also like:
supported by 18 fans who also own “Italian Amateur”
Fun songs with good energy and flow, could listen to this forever.
go to album
supported by 12 fans who also own “Italian Amateur”
I could listen to this sound for almost anything and this album proves it by having covers from classical music to Slayer and everything just sounds good. Maybe not Kenobit's best, but fun to listen to.
go to album
A sought-after synth-pop single from 1980's Germany, featuring the original as well as bonus alternative masters with improved fidelity.
go to album
'80's style neon-lit future pop with big, warm analog synths and a sugared edge from members of Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin.
go to album
Sharp-edged synthwave abounds on this LP from Oceanside85, pairing pulsing beats with racing electronics.
go to album
Outcast Sound Sessions - Volume 1
by Andrea Babich feat. Kenobit
supported by 6 fans who also own “Italian Amateur”
go to album
