It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye

by Clov

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released October 4, 2016

Played and recorded at home in 2015 by Piero Prudenzano

With:
Steven Lipsticks: bass in 3 and 8 - guitar in 5 - drums in 7
Domenico Prudenzano: drums in 5
Vittoria Erario: piano in 9

Mastering: Stefano Spataro

Artwork: Eleonora Venneri
Graphic design: Angelica Nanni, Davide Mora (nukeit.it)

Label: Hysm? Independent music catalogue

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Clov Bologna, Italy

Is anything that you can't fucking stand listening to that kills your ears.
Sorry Mom.

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Track Name: Another useless story
I guess I loved you
but I really know anything about
If I could be honest
you are the sweetest of my lovers
the best I have had
and I will miss that

I make you sing
when you have no melody in you
You make me sing
when I had no melody in me
White noise
and I will miss that

I have let you enjoy all
those little things for the first time in your life
No tears, I never
been a wonderful love
to otherwise
and I will miss that

I live in a floating world
always two steps
before the disappointments
I live in a floating world
always two steps
before the disappointments
and I don’t miss that
and I don’t miss that
Track Name: Dust
Our isolation is perfect, we admit no visitors
nobody know where we live
She loves the dark and I share her enthusiasm
hold me, no night lasts forever
When the morning comes we keep out the light
to stimulate the conditions of darkness

It looks like dust is falling on something
it looks like dust is falling on something and turn to blood
It looks like dust is falling on something
it looks like dust is falling on something and they’ll go ape

We lit two candles to have enough light
to read or write or simply talk
We sit in the house all day until the true night comes
then we go out into the streets
We walk far and wide in the great city looking for things
to stimulate our imagination

It looks like dust, is falling on something
it looks like dust, is falling on something and turn to blood
It looks like dust, is falling on something
it looks like dust, is falling on something and they’ll go ape

There was an infinity of mental excitement
in simply observing the world

It looks like dust, is falling on something
it looks like dust, is falling on something and turn to blood
It looks like dust, is falling on something
it looks like dust, is falling on something and they’ll go ape
Track Name: The killer in you
Ten minutes later, with face blanched by terror and eyes wild with grief
you rushed from my house crushing your way through the crowd

And the night was bitter cold
and the lamps round the square flared and flickered in the wind

His hands were hot with fever, the head burn like fire, the gait of a drunken man
a beggar was frightened seeing misery greater than his own
He stopped under a light and looked at his hands, a cry broke from his lips
he thought he could detect the stain of blood already upon them

And the night was bitter cold
and the lamps round the square flared and flickered in the wind
And the night seemed to know it
the wind howl in agony words in his ears
Track Name: Platitude
Only because I’m pretty and you’re a bloody pig
I can’t walk here alone
because you feel well sometimes, only in yours black-outs
calling me “stupid bitch”
and eating my naked back
and this happening every five minutes of the day

There’s a blind man with a strawberry mark in the face
that live in hell from a lot of time
if you give him a coin he looks, grins and smiles
with his big toothless mouth
and I don’t know if is a clown or a tragic hero
and this happening every five minutes of the day

Oh my dear friend you’ve got so much to learn
I only hope you learn it one day
if only wake you out of your bigots dreams
and understand a man who loves a man
it’s only love, another human thing
and this happening every five minutes of the day

There’s nothing left for you, oh boy,
to let yourself be butchered by your boss
also if we all get killed off, I won’t be in aid
of yours old-liars wars
there’s no any good, braves causes left to die
and this happening every five minutes of the day
Track Name: Travel
Claimed to have found out the wind at Lisbon's doors
the wind that makes flying the children like kites
and twirl my hat, too big hat, down to the beach
and you've picked it up looking my shirt
“Is funny” you said
“Is funny” you said

Remembered having heard the night in an old Morphine’s song
sung in Kiruna, a night without end, an alcoholic night
take my hand, take my eyes, all you want, tell me a story
we could go to sleep
“Day will be soon” you said
“We could start again”

A few friends will stay with you until the end
and in every travel you, you’ll find loneliness
in Kyoto, Madrid, Rome or Seattle my eyes are reborn
“How many secrets can you keep?” you said
“Still you doubt yourself?”
Track Name: Carnage of socks
I seem to spend my life saying goodbye
my feet hurt, try washing my socks
I’m quite prepared to see you wander off
find a new home, make out on your own
Now I’m looking for a way and never
the last is the same as the one before

But tell me why I don’t understand
do we let these women bleed us to death?

I’ll just change out of my old shirt
press my head against your hair
Put all that junk away and get out
I think I’d like to try something else
All the days that break in beauty and that set in storm
free from the sins of night and the smoke of day
I should try to increase the gas
fire in your room could be better

and I say why I don’t understand
do we let these women bleed us to death?

We all get out and have a drink soon
Track Name: That summer it rained a lot
My father was very tired, the doctor told him “you need a rest”
so he decided to spend some time in country
he’ll stay alone, that’s not good for him
He never come back, he fell into a bog, his body was never found
that summer it rained a lot

Tomorrow will be like today, I’ll lose this war against her
I’ll take my medicine, I won’t play, I’ll go to bed
I’ll do these things and, in the end, I’ll die
that summer it rained a lot

That night all the guests were quiet, no one listened, no one talked
each man had a gun in his hand, had hate in his heart
but it’s difficult to shoot his neighbor in cold blood
so I decided to shoot myself
that summer it rained a lot
Track Name: Maybe I'm
Maybe I’m a man who kill herself
drinking a lot every day
usually I have no reason
to talk and meet other people
and sing

Maybe you’re a girl that doesn’t know
how much beautiful is your smile
you take my hand and say to me
I’ll sing with you
with you

and if the quiet is the new loud
and tranquility is my noise
I’ll continue to scream
without destroying my world
without destroying this world

If you want to be free
stay away from me
without destroying this world
without destroying my world
Track Name: What's up?
I wake up this morning my head was a fucking balloon
my eyes was red and my skin was blue
The great dislike of sunlight remember to me
to apologise to all the people I spent the night with
The stranger in my bed says “you know what we did?”
I’m so thirsty I need a drink
The vomit on last night clothes smells like drummer
I swear, I’m never drinking again

And you walked away from me last night
and you walked away from the light, just like me

I think is the answer to everything I do
but without it people are boring and quiet
This is the fastest way to push you so far
will you close the door and kill the light please?
Now I just want to be left alone
but you stay by me, you stay all the time

I’ll show you how destroying a man
this is warming 30 years of cold in my bones
I know it hurts but it’s okay

And you walked away from me last night
and you fly away and I stay here watching it
and you walked away from the light, just like me
Track Name: Wise man suicide
You
you’re my friend and I must say
that you, you’re an asshole
You
can’t touch she anymore
now you’re alone

But I sit at your side
I can feel your memories
at the bottom of this bottle
But I can go high with you
I can smell your memories
at the bottom of this needle

You
you're laughing with your fears
you try over and over
You
don’t live
but not being dead, are you sleeping?

We were afraid, we sweated
while a little crowd of prying idiots
disguising their disgust
pointing us like someone
not to follow

But I sit at your side
I can feel your memories
at the bottom of this bottle
But I can go high with you
I can smell your memories
at the bottom of this needle