Friday, October 23, 2009

Prisencolinensinainciusol, Alright

Posted by Ashley Spurgeon on Fri, Oct 23, 2009 at 2:15 PM

I got a kick out of the "Complete Control" mondegreens Adam Gold posted last week, so you can imagine the nerdy glee that swelled in my bosom when I found the pop song "Prisencolinensinainciusol," an utterly distracting and amazing pile of gibberish. First things first: This song is awesome, probably better than anything you will ever write. It was performed by Italian jack-of-all trades Adriano Celentano, who basically blathered out nonsense in an Anglophone accent over some sweet horns and beats. Second things second: I transcribed what the lyrics sounded like to me, and they relate primarily to drugs, food and sex. That succinctly sums up my feelings about good dance music, Italians and ideally the rest of my weekend. Check out my guess after the jump, and have your interpretations in the comments!
With a say in the shoes and I'll hold the ceiling and-a whorey, maybe and the carpet ball's dyin' Tears and wine begin the cold baby so stay yeah, with Joe
With a say in the shoes and I'll hold the ceiling and-a whorey, maybe and the carpet ball's dyin'
Whether she say is in the coffee stain you never dared call a judge "David the Jam"
You're comin' up too slow bright but a rock show hobo's gettin' all the coconut time
All the difference is Dan, why'd the shoes become a man
You because you trust all those brainy girls
Oh Sunday
My eyes lie sizzling and you done some blow with Beezo
Eyes
You made the cold man sail the breeze and call the ex on Aunt Juzo, alright
My eyes lie sizzling and you done some blow with Beezo
Eyes
Please don't call an egg so man choose though, alright
What else you gonna sleep with now that you keepin' the scene to lap the juice off a dumb 'ho, honey good time let faith go
You been seeing in the sail and the shoes become a pail and it's two of a kind like a four on the grind just ate
My eyes by chance let a handsome girl with pails on eyes
You made a car and made him say one, bring him a corner dish and had shoes on, alright
You best the man Zeke he and you are covered in dough, but baby that's your life beats me off
My eyes lie sizzling
And you done some blow with Beezo
Eyes
You made the cold man sail the breeze and call the ex on Aunt Juzo, alright
You best the man Zeke he and you are covered in dough, but baby that's your life beat me off
[harmonica!]
[Mental Floss, Miss Cellania]

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swelled in my bosom
drugs, food and sex.
I really am going to have to stop reading Ashley's Cream posts. Being this aroused at work is going to get me fired some day.

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Posted by TobintheGnome on October 23, 2009 at 2:59 PM

I'm starting to expect that "By Ashley Spurgeon" will lead to my laughing until tears well up in my eyes. Nicely done. Perfect way to end a stressful week. Time to do some blow with Beezo.

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Posted by Joe P. on October 23, 2009 at 4:59 PM

was beezo that girl's name at the gold rush the other night?

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Posted by brandon jazz on October 23, 2009 at 6:36 PM

When you stay in the shoes
that I will hold been the scene
then a whole raid maybe
get the colored balls dyed
prrrrr
chickens are mine
became the cold baby
just stay
yeah build your hole
When you stay in the shoes
that I will hold been the scene
then a whole raid maybe
get the colored balls dyed
Whether's the same rights you would call me a steam
You know for trouble never just you called Dave a 'le Jam'
you'd the comin' up juice my wife but not sure
hobo hoping just to get a lot of clubbin' on time!
Hold the difference, yo Stan
Why the shoes ago, my man
You would curse to the magic
Call the two rainy girls!
Hold something!
My eyes smile senseless
And we got some golden diesel
Highs!
You can call men sell a freezing cold and excellent choose hole
alright?
My eyes smile senseless
And we got some growing diesel
Highs!
freezing cold and excellent choose hole
all right?
Well National Skipping had he given the scene
To let me choose a number cough hole
Hunting good time-
Let's freeze that goat!
We just Jam in the stem
Let my shoes become a van
this is two other kinds
And number four (what a cry) just ate
My eyes smile chance let,
Ain't a gyp some growing pea or some
Highs! You can call the man just 'Jaywalk'
Please don't call the National Twosome
Alright?
You does you not feels
you get out of my door
There's people like that
She let them keep me whole.
My eyes smile chance let,
Ain't a gyp some growing pea or some
Highs!
You can call the man just 'Jaywalk'
Please don't call the National Twosome
Alright?
You does you not feels
you get out of my door
There's people like that
She let them keep me whole.

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