I got a kick out of the "Complete Control" mondegreens Adam Gold
postedlast 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!
