Bubbly Bill from Rococo by Federico Vergagni
Tracklist
| 2. | Bubbly Bill | 4:25 |
Lyrics
Bubbly Bill bounces
better than a scandal.
He's going up and down, up and down,
up and down through the channels.
Bubbly Bill has a
worrying attitude!
The eyes are rambling, trembling
in humbling gratitude.
Hey folks, welcome back to the “Umpteenth Show”, where the
concept of contest's extended and grows, and the
judges just float and in their inconsistency
history's mistery, decline, Rococo.
Real talent is pleasant, they say, when it's silent;
so, invent your accent unpleasant and plangent.
To make matters worse, cooks are writing new Bibles:
hilarious effects of a social fault.
The confidence that we all
have something to say,
exorcising the frustration
through creative activities:
so we become docile.
It's not essential to have an opinion.
Please, don't express yourself anymore.
Be careful, butter's not so healthy!
So many ways to make your dish that wealthy!
Warm up your face and when it gets all melty
buy something that makes all their looks that stealthy!
You spare no expense although
you're a beggar!
Then you pass your saturdays
watching the cook barking and drooling on TV.
Bubbly Bill is surely
easily influenced
So now he's howling and hollowing,
howling and hollowing...
“Hey daddy, won't you bring me to the Verga's concert?”
“He's not making any concert, my dear.”
“Why daddy?”
“Cause you're such a pain in the ass, that's why.”
Monitor your pasta
when it's boiling!
Monitor your pasta,
put salt!
Monitor your pasta
second boiling!
Monitor your pasta,
prepare sauce!
Now rethink your whole life,
brown well,
would you add some basil
and some guilt.
Stir and strain your pasta
while you're bragging!
If you're not a barman,
stir fry!
