IF BEETHOVEN WAS A PUNK (2017)

  • MY LAST SONG
    • (words and music by Oliviero Forni, Tommaso Forni)
      
      Uninspired and disillusioned
      My feet are back on the ground
      Even if I wasn’t flying so high
      Hitting the ground sucks every time
      I used to be me
      And I failed
      [come undone]
      I used to be me
      And I don’t think I’ll ever change
      
      Maybe I’m not that special
      Maybe I’m not that right
      Maybe this is not my last night
      Maybe this is not my last fight
      
      So many lyrics
      Nobody will ever read
      So many good songs
      Nobody will ever listen to
      One in a million
      And he’s not you
      One in a million
      And there’s nothing left for you
      
      Maybe I’m not that special
      Maybe I’m not that right
      Maybe this is not my last night
      Maybe this is not my last fight
      
      Maybe I’m not that special
      Maybe I’m not that right
      Maybe this is not my last song
      Maybe this is not my last night
      Maybe this is not my last fight
      Maybe this is not my last song
      
      No tears, No fear
      No chance but No regrets
  • SEX HALLELUJAH
    • (words and music by Oliviero Forni, Tommaso Forni)
      
      'Cause I am so addicted
      But I do not sniff it
      I do not inject it
      But I am not different
      The addiction crawls
      Inside my vein and my brain
      Destroying my life
      And everyone around me
      I tried to solve it but I can not stop it
      I tried to overdose I can not die
      It looks like it’s way too strong
      It looks like I’m way too weak
      
      I wished love could have saved me
      I wished love love love could have changed me
      
      You keep on saying
      It’s gonna be the last one
      You keep on crying 
      Like a lost scared child
      I try to stand but every time I fall
      I try to learn but every time I fail
      
      I wished love could have saved me
      I wished love love love could have changed me
      
      The addiction crawls
      Inside my vein and my brain
      Destroying my life
      And everyone around me
      
      I wished love could have saved me
      I wished love love love could have changed me
      I wished love love love could have saved me
      I keep on burning my bridges, I keep on burning my bridges
  • TWINKLE TWINKLE FALLING STAR
    • (words and music by Oliviero Forni, Tommaso Forni)
      
      What you had to give you gave
      [Am I right?]
      You've been great 
      through the smoke on the stage
      I've seen the shape of your guitar
      but it's only a shadow of what you were
      [you were a god]
      it was too long ago
      
      Time broke you down and miles slowed you down
      you burnt out so fast be ready to disappear 
      
      Once you knew what you wanted
      you knew where you're going
      [you touched the sky]
      and then you said goodbye
      when did you stop dreaming?
      
      yeah the booze may help your soul
      but sure not the show
      the guitar is heavier than once was
      [you were a god]
      but you can not stop
      
      Time broke you down and miles slowed you down
      you burnt out so fast be ready to disappear 
      
      Once you knew what you wanted
      you knew where you're going
      [you touched the sky]
      and then you said goodbye
      when did you stop dreaming?
      
      What you had to give you gave
      
      Twinkle Twinkle was a star but he felt and crash so hard
      Twinkle Twinkle was a star but he felt and crash so hard
  • WE MUSIC
    • (words and music by Oliviero Forni, Tommaso Forni)
      
      Wake up, here I am, it's six a.m.
      have a shower and choose the shirt
      drink a coffee and eat a snack,
      and run out
      
      down the stairs, push the people and catch the train,
      find a seat, get the music,
      switch it on, turn it up, and then it is
      
      15 minutes of freedom
      Mick, Johnny, Steve, shout from my player
      Hey Joe and Livin' On a Prayer
      bless the music and holdin' on
      
      hello hello, empty words
      do this, do that, carry out the orders
      eight hours and run out
      
      down the stairs, push the people and catch the train,
      find a seat, get my music, switch it on, turn it up
      and then again
      
      15 minutes of freedom
      Mick, Johnny, Steve, shout from my player
      Hey Joe and Livin' On a Prayer
      bless the music and holdin' on
      
      She saves your life in the darkest days
      She saved my life in my darkest moment
      no way to payback
      no words to say thanks
      just turn up the volume and scream
      
      15 minutes of freedom
      Mick, Johnny, Steve, shout from my player
      Hey Joe and Livin' On a Prayer
      bless the music and holdin' on
      
      15 minutes of freedom
      Dave, Ziggy, Bruce, shout from my player
      Hey Jude and Gimme Shelter 
      we can be Heroes and Born To Run
  • I FEEL NOTHING
    • (words and music by Oliviero Forni, Tommaso Forni)
      
      At first I thought it was just a game
      at first I thought I was just young
      games turn into habits
      habits into addiction
      and now I'm not that young anymore
      I'm lost somewhere
      and everything I have I don't deserve
      
      No I won't ask for salvation
      I broke my own heart
      with my own hands
      and I felt nothing
      
      Then I thought it was time to play again
      because I, I was getting older
      hiding my feelings
      is never a problem
      this is not what I wanted
      When did I lose myself?
      (I can't even remember it)
      and everything I have I don't deserve
      
      
      No I won't ask for salvation
      I broke my own heart
      with my own hands
      and I felt nothing
      
      Nothing, Nothing
      and don't save me
      Nothing, Nothing
      I feel nothing at all
  • DISPOSABLE
    • (words and music by Oliviero Forni, Tommaso Forni)
      
      I got a wall full of memories
      I got a wall full of useless memories
      And you are nothing more than photos on this wall
      I wish you all good luck
      doing what you always dreamed about not doing
      everything turns everything changes
      except me
      
      I am not ready to disappear 
      I am not ready to make a deal 
      Sell you my life, my life, my life  
      everything turns everything changes  
      except me
      
      Do you remember a time when
      people used to build something to last
      something to be proud of in the end
      today everything is just disposable like you and me
      like my phone, your car, and this song
      like your job, my dreams and us
      
      I am not ready to disappear 
      I am not ready to make a deal 
      Sell you my life, my life, my life  
      everything turns everything changes  
      except me
  • BOYS DON'T CRY
    • (words and music by Oliviero Forni, Tommaso Forni)
      
      Hey Hey hold on
      Hey Hey hold on
      'cause boys don't cry
      When the world is mean 
      and you are on your knees
      boys don't cry
      So many roads at the start
      then you got less
      then just one
      No road is straight till its end
      nobody wants to walk alone
      but we all do
      
      The rain keeps falling
      it seems like the sun 
      doesn't want to shine these days
      I've learnt to live through clouds and darkness
      trying to find a way to be
      but then you came
      and there you are
      
      Hey Hey hold on
      Hey Hey hold on
      'cause boys don't cry
      When the sky is crying
      and the flame burns out
      boys don't cry
      Seasons change and the music ends
      but boys, no boys don't cry
      
      The rain keeps falling
      it seems like the sun 
      doesn't want to shine these days
      I've learnt to live through clouds and darkness
      trying to find a way to be
      but then you came
      and there you are
      with your blue blue eyes
      and your angel smile
      you took my hand
      you dried my tears
      flew over the bridges I blew up
      and you saved me, save me one more time
  • IF BEETHOVEN WAS A PUNK
    • (words and music by Oliviero Forni, Tommaso Forni)
      
      Black or white? i say grey 
      left or right? I can stop here
      up and down? find me in the middle
      drama or comedy? I’m crying to choose
      beatles or stones? just rock n roll
      mountain or sea? maybe Paris
      brunette or blonde? I want them both
      yes or no?
      
      Maybe maybe, maybe is my world,
      I don't know, I don't know,
      oh just don't let me choose
      why why yes or no
      I don't know
      
      Loving or hating you, I’m still thinking
      white or red wine? I take a rosè
      fender or gibson? I want them both
      yes or no?
      
      Maybe maybe, maybe is my world,
      I don't know, I don't know,
      oh just don't let me choose
      why why yes or no
      I don't know
      
      I have no chorus and no bridge
      this is the naked song
      I have no verse and I have no meaning
      hey hey I am the naked song
      you heard about me when you were sleeping
      when you were drunk at night, I think
      all I can remember is that I was a full song but now
      hey hey I am the naked song
      I need some place to go
      some hot lyrics to hit the road
      I need a new record to reach the top
      and forget about, forget about
      hey hey I am the naked song
      don’t worry folks I won’t forget you all
      thanks for making a fishbone the number one song
      hey hey I am the naked song
      
      If Beehtoven was a punk he would never write this song
      If Beehtoven was a punk he would rock us all
  • STILL A FIGHTER
    • 
      (words and music by Oliviero Forni, Tommaso Forni)
      
      A wiser man said the train arrives for everyone
      but for now none was right for me
      I'm still wandering on my feet
      I will follow the rails
      at every crossroad that I found  ahead
      I could make the wrong choice
      I had hopes and dreams
      but on my way only street
      
      I got no bullets anymore
      my guns are tired
      I'm not sure I'm still a fighter
      
      Maybe it's time to go back home
      when you start you think you'll be the king
      you met lots of wonderful people
      faces that you'll never forget
      take your stuff and find the strength to say stop
      many gave up for less many won't ever give up
      
      I got no bullets anymore
      my guns are tired
      I'm not sure I'm still a fighter
      
      one day I needed only one day
      maybe I found a reason to fight
      your eyes your smile you
      I wrote songs that nobody listen to
      but I'll keep on writing melodies about you, about us,
      and you'll love them
      
      I got no bullets anymore
      my guns are tired
      I'm not sure I'm still a fighter