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Lingua (vol​.​1)

by Grand Guignol Diabolique

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“LEAVE A LITTLE ROOM FOR JESUS” (Franco Turra) 1) Lascivious glances, mom said “Don’t play in the junkyard!” Don’t wanna upset you. I’m dead set on that. Walking alone, dodging all assholes (oh-oh) Wearing the gloves, I’ve got my mask on (woah) 2) Chinese wet markets, supposed rumour and scaremongering Not the major threat, I bet we’re aligned Who’s watching out, who’s watching out now for us? Gathering of clones, once were alive. How? *) Friend or foe, friend or foe, cannot trust anyway Years ago, years ago and passed away Don’t get close, don’t get close, I said before to slay The first row is all yours, this is doomsday Sermons, preachers, wipeout, wipeout without who? Holy spirit warned us: phase out surplus. Freak-out! Woah RIT) Leave a little room for Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Although I forgot the reason. Treason! Treason! Virus is a crowded reflux. Eunuchs genus Leave a little room for J-J-Jesus! J-J-Jesus, Jesus, yeah!!! 3) So the dead blow was set by default The survivor, yes I am, all because I mislaid the way 4) The status quo you try to restore there’s no chance to get it succeeding, yeah 5) Only the Lord can lead to limbo I heard “I’m the breeder, you’d better help yourself now” *) Such morons, such morons have lost faith on feast day Years ago, years ago and passed away They got close, they got close, so they had to be slayed You can’t call me psycho! It was doomsday! Sermons, preachers. Breakout, breakout. Watch out! Watch out! Yo! RIT) Leave a little room for Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Nobody was really blameless, flawless, shameless. Keep the distance was my business. Richness, witness. Leave a little room for J-J-Jesus! J-J-Jesus, Jesus, yeah!!! Leave a. ..Leave a... Leave a little room for Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Your behaviour was suspicious. Vicious, vicious It ain’t me to be malicious. Specious thesis Leave a little room for J-J-Jesus! J-J-Jesus, Jesus, yeah!!! Leave a little room for Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. No contagion known on Venus. Venus, Venus. You can go there to enlarge your penis. Peanuts, peanuts. Leave a little room for J-J-Jesus! J-J-Jesus, Jesus, yeah!!!
2.
“DANISH ROBOT DANCERS” (Franco Turra) 1) Squeezed out from the center, there’s your faulty lie A real good contender as it falls (down the wall, wall, wall) 2) No proof they’re all gangsters. Please don’t let ‘em tied Who the bloody bankers hide from? 3) Painful healthy canker sometimes verified As far as I remember there’s a toll (pay it all, all, all!) 4) Fetish has no gender to personify Foolish, to surrender weapons. Catcalls, then brawls *) Don’t call it loan: first apply. (fructify) Holed solid gold, alibi, financial fantasy Pawn, diddly-squat, friendly spy (let it spy) Your trust repaid from the best centerfold. Lovely. Lo-lo-lo-lo-lovely. No. No nonsense flowing. No jackpot so amazing... RIT) Danish robot dancers floating to the show Can’t get any better. They’d do that blindfold Danish robot dancers heading to the show Just like seasoned actors capture all the looks 5) Quite easier to pander to the sound advice World is fraught with danger and outlaws (you should know, know, know) 6) All its glorious splendor, “made in fjord” tin can Isn’t it that tender on dancefloor? (yeah...) 7) Mighty undead defenders. Nuts and bolts’ compound Subtle brand extenders get you caught (with slush fund, fund, fund) 8) Ball extravaganza, skills to hypnotize Blemish on inventors who oversaw (oversaw, saw, saw) *) Ode to the fraud counterpart (counterpart) Work to avoid all replies before the holy rain Jaws overdraw many accounts (sacrifice) No one’s to blame since reward it’s so lo-lo-lo-lo-lovely. Lo-lo-lo-lo-lovely... No nod, no nod needed. Clunk and clang are boosted RIT) Danish robot dancers, overwhelming show Can’t find any better. Pretty soon bankroll Danish robot dancers graceful little show More than seasoned felons, fuddle any plot Danish robot dancers. Charming, clanking show Old style sappy ancestors built to win the war Danish robot dancers shutting down the show (the show must go off) Bye bye robot pranksters Clownish rusty dancers replicate the show Whenever requested.
3.
“IDONTWANNALOSE” (Franco Turra) 1) Objection, Your honor and jury. I swear the whole truth to myself The motive was perfectly valid I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose 2) She said she’s the best ballerina. But, guess why, I’m better than her Her injury occurred ‘cause a bad spell I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose 3) I know how that guy became famous suggesting some brands on the net And now that he’s dead, I’m the best left That’s why I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose 4) It’s clear that I got the x-factor. Nobody can sing, they just yell Too bad that the network is burning... Bro, I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose RIT 1) You’ve forming an opinion as to the cause of death I can’t consult my lawyer, he was shot dead You guessed it, he got laid off. I do his job that well I can’t be pleading guilty ‘cause no one can really enhance Because there’s null to enhance 5) I’m fed up of that prime minister. Why shouldn’t I be that myself? I wasn’t aware of the explosion Yes sir, I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose 6) The superstar chef is now world-class. But no one yet tried my cheesecake Your honor, he got too much money Listen, I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose 7) Why I should read his new bestseller? On my blog just look and compare The publisher’s gone, maybe he was sick of living And I...I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose 8) His pictures are paintings in motion. I’m better but he’s millionaire The photo exhibition was flooded? Oops, I... I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose RIT 2) Just a minor bruise. I beg the court’s indulgence on this abuse Victims had voodoo, the book in my bag is not a real how-to... 9) Should I stand for this mediocre fate? I won’t ask the mercy of the court! I just wasn’t made to be lowly Make sure I’m not gonna lose, I’m not gonna lose. I’m not gonna lose, I’m not gonna lose I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose. I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna lose
4.
“TROPPI ERRORI DI VALUTAZIONE” (Franco Turra) 1) Se non é neanche adesso, é un probabile forfait che troppo tardi si insegue 2) Estenuanti traslochi, vittime del fai da te. Se non lo é, non dirlo a me. Sai perché? *) Crei aloni, distorsioni finché il futuro é demodé, saturo di se. Eh-eh. Ambizioni, non ce n’é più granché. Sei ancora alla mercé di coglioni istrioni (proni) Bridge) Coma...come quando fuori non piove. Ahhhhhhhhhhh Si insinuasse un rogo come un siero, nuocerti non potrà RIT) E’ un assenso al controsenso. Grande errore di valutazione Non si addice, mal si addice al tuo istinto di conservazione Sono artigli, tutti figli dei tuoi attimi di esitazione Sono segni, tutti segni di una raggelante ostinazione Coglili, sfruttali. Fottili, pentiti. 3) Cosa c’é di corrotto in trame benefiche? Qualcosa che si estingue 4) Fulmini, lampi e tuoni privi di qualifiche specifiche e critiche per la psiche *) A tentoni viaggiano musiche. Procedure mediche, forse equivoche. Eh-eh. Collisioni con buffoni, altroché! Mancate verifiche, nubi tossiche. Wo-wo-woah Var.) Acuto a posteriori, per lui suppliche. He-he-he-he-he. He-he-he-he. Prego i denigratori di non piangere. He-he-he-he-he. He-he-he-he. Siano punizioni o gratifiche, lungi da me! RIT) In sostanza in questa istanza. Troppi errori di valutazione La violenza si compensa con lo spirito di abnegazione Tra delitti e derelitti é una sfida a singolar tenzone Sono segni, tutti segni che oramai si é persa la ragione Coglili, sfruttali. Fottili, pentiti. Troppo tardi i tuoi riguardi, più che un attimo di distrazione Illegali e congeniali i tuoi impeti di confusione Non la bevo, non ci credo che son cali di concentrazione Con pretesti rifaresti troppi errori di valutazione
5.
“Né padroni, né padrini” (Franco Turra) 1) Da cronache marziane diretto qui. Solo fattezze umane per quest’altro scomodo ospite. Oh-oh-oh. 2) Con galassie lontane siamo intimi. Usanze vulcaniane. Abitando il buio attorno a te. Wo-oh-oh. *) Fammi sussurrare alle tenebre che non c’è realtà senza alcuna metamorfosi. Oh. Oh. Oh. Bridge) Eh eh, se gli androidi fanno sogni, yeah. Bé-ehhhh, sono pecorelle elettriche! Yeah. (x4) RIT) Invasati trogloditi dissotterrano ecatombe di cretini Non c’é pace per gli alieni che non vogliono nè padroni, né padrini 3) Arti tentacolari. Noi nemici. Meno che secondari cosmonauti indecifrabili. Oh-oh-oh. 4) La nuova razza umana giunta fin qui cova una rabbia strana e obbedisce a cieche regole. Wo-oh-oh. *) Alle cosche e ad occhi che ci osservano siamo scomodi? Ultracorpi ingenui per i più. Oh. Oh. Oh. Var.) Allo specchio, io uguale a te, tu uguale a me. O rettile. Le mie squame son fradicie di lacrime. Non esiste un’astronave per scappare. Non ci riesco a esser complice, é un vortice sub iudice (vi scriverò) Cartoline (me ne starò) al confine coi verdi omini RIT) Solo pochi Kryptoniani sopravvivono in ostaggio agli assassini Che destino essere estraneo proprio a casa mia se i padroni son padrini Senza nome i parassiti sottintendono tanti umani manichini Che fatica per gli alieni che non vogliono né padroni, nè padrini Mica semplice tradurre geroglifici sulla bocca dei vicini Siamo scorie nucleari che non accettano nè padroni, nè padrini Finale) Tocca a noi extraterrestri ma autoctoni rimanere peregrini Per un mondo che davvero non necessita né padroni, né padrini.
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Nessuno vale 04:35
“NESSUNO VALE” (Franco Turra) 1) Tu si que vales. Tu no que vales. Più di un motivo per contendere 2) Tu si que vales. Tu no que vales. Senza bisogno di comprendere 3) Deve barare per adulare fragili menti da corrompere 4) Al capezzale, é anche legale. Coltiva un ego da difendere RIT) Ohhhhhh. Percezione extrasensoriale. Forse letale Ohhhhhh. Un bombardamento maniacale. Ecco il subdolo ricatto 5) Tu sai chi vale? Non sai chi vale. Ma l’importante è non desistere 6) Hai quel che vale? Il dubbio assale. Alle lusinghe devi cedere *) Nessuno vale. Nessuno vale. Nessuno. Nessuno vale. Nessuno vale. Nessuno. Var.) Ohibò, non lo vedi, ma é scacco matto. Sei già fregato del tutto Però un pò ti piace farti abbagliare. Dai mò. Forza, compra! Paga! Svenditi! Perchè solo tu meriti di restare tra gli unici... RIT) Ohhhhhh. Esperienza tridimensionale. Non ha rivale! Ohhhhhh. E’ un’ipnosi socioculturale. Ecco, tu sai che io so... 7) Quello è il pitale. Nessuno vale. A malapena sa di esistere 8) Quel che è virale é funzionale all’intento di sottomettere Cito il verbale. Nessuno vale.

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The new pandemic album by Grand Guignol Diabolique splitted in two! This is the first part, you can call it the A-side. The second part will be released around November 2020 and it will contain other 6 brand new tracks.

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released August 20, 2020

Featuring Luca Lodi on additional electric guitars and a couple of guitar solos.

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Grand Guignol Diabolique Bologna, Italy

The name of this band is Grand Guignol Diabolique. All other things don't matter. This project begins where the previous one stopped. The name of that band was Beat Babol. All other things don't matter at all. The human creature is made of blood, pulsing all through the body. And when this blood ceases to pulse, this creature dies, even if technically it could be still alive. This is survival rock ... more

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