Based on Italy 2021
Måneskin — Zitti e buoni
You know I found this ditty painful,
Like sticking forks inside my sandal
Challenging speech and funny diction
You’re gonna see I cannot handle!
Examine such a fabled anthem
Impossible, too quick to count to.
I am so lost, but cannot leave now
So, for once, I will promise, to be clearer
Signore e signori
(golly, it’s wordy!)
Need more pens, yeah, and a full caf coffee
Decaf’s pointless as you know what’s coming
Not a chance I’ll stand without a sharp restore...
Dropping off – just out of useless worry
Marlin Brando – can’t you see I’m poorly?
I got random people – am I snoring?
This is Damiano
This is such a quagmire
‘Cos you lost, Ermal Meta...
If you’d just won San Remo...
‘Cos there’s a chance to be champion
And now, blast, I have no hope!
See I would probably muster
Rhyming lots with a “million”
Swapping “mud” like a gangster
Funny laughs, win the final....
No? ( “ mud ” , “ dud ” , “ cud ” , “ bud ” , “ sud ” , “ pud ” ...)
Here (goes !) :
I’ve had to depart my own party
Because I’ve not even started
Should be a warning about it!
My muscles hurt from the writing
While it feels a bit like a rap
(this part’s just so super-off-beat messy.. I’ll hook you into the next bit – “AND” ...
AND by September the 10 th
So after ALC’s won
You might review all these other losing ones,
And summise “why didn’t this win”?
I’ll shed a tear - let’s be clear
Yet shut up – fair is fair
‘cos for this to lose then the winner must win..
And really honestly, there’s no point in suffocating......
So don’t worry Irama
Only black’s my “colore”
But losing scoring as a rapster
Let’s face facts, I’m a bozo.
Shame I’m flogging disaster
Mainly pants, need some loo roll.
See, I applaud decent stanza
But my backs in a corner – OWWWWW !
Alas, like Dana I stumble
Table, I wish I had hard drugs
Bad luck, to have taken quick a risk though
Tired, it would be Maneskin’s aria!
Bother, no jest, I feel jumbled
I’m a, poor sod feeling torture
Palor Report: Not feeling tip-top!
Why now, did I choose Maneskin’s mire?
FU-U.. U GOSH I ALMOST SWORE THERE!
I’M DONE, NO CHANCE, I MUST CANCEL!
JUST IN WHAT WORLD IS THIS SUBMISSIBLE ?
WHY COULD, I EVER THINK THIS WAS A WINNER?!
‘Cos you lost Ermal Meta,
Let’s face facts, it’s a no-no...
So don’t worry Irama,
Buddy, black’s my colore
Yes, you lost Ermal Meta,
Like a cat with a yo-yo...
No, don’t worry Irama,
Maybe next year I’ll SloMo, OWWWWWW!
I really should have gone with Marco