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Italian Restaurant

by Fallen Fucking Angels (F.F.A:)

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INSTRUMENTAL
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Annapurna 04:34
Where the eagle flies away faster one more second before the disaster From a dream comes a nightmare when a lonely man climbs the highest Counting only on your strength No need of oxygen or other helps Living the spirit of a mountain inside your cold leather coffin Death ! In ice and snow Fear the spirit of Annapurna Taste ! The freezing white hell Can't return from Annapurna, build your grave on Annapurna Now your sherpa is fallen asleep Blue the color of his skin You're the next, you have just to wait to know what will be your fate Every risk was calculated but it’s time to meet the maker But to glory I’ll be bound Annapurna my burial ground Your mind is totally frozen, a deep blue beyond your eyes Your legs are paralyzed, your hands have lost their senses Death ! In ice and snow Fear the spirit of Annapurna Taste ! The freezing white hell Can't return from Annapurna It’s better to make a travel to Burma ! Death in ice and snow ! Taste the freezing white hell ! Death in ice and snow ! Annapurna !!!
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Lyrics: Belli / Giusti Music: Belli
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After six days of a nightmare called dayjob Into a world full of pieces of shit Loving money, living in misery Less than a leech, spending time to lick an ass Jumpin’ in a car and no, it’s not a Porsche Another gig, but it’s not Donington Not for money, glory, sex or drugs Give us pizza and pork ribs all night long Leave me in "Autogrill" after ten miles trip Leave us in "Autogrill “Please another sandwich!” Here We are… We Are Road Pigs, We Are Road Pigs On the Highway A lot of things could just break our balls A storm of bullshit or stupid wannabes I ask myself "Why do I carry on ?" The answer is "the lunch before the show !" I see their faces for another night again A few real friends and thousand double faced For the first ones I'm here to play again Sharing ham, sausages and wine
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Vega(n)azism 03:10
The troops are marching armed to the teeth Guns made of salad against the steak The road to hell is paved of good intentions They want to save us but inside they’re slimy and sly VEGA(N)AZISM Ultimate fashion's crusade They hate technology but they don’t disdain pc They love animals with human's egocentrism They're not black sheeps but just hypocrites The leeches of tomorrow ready to take control
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We're the fastest metal race The speed of light is just too slow Your brains are going into your feet Metal at the highest speed Let’s this fuckin’ ship go Prepare yourself to our speed We’re the masters of the space Can’t you stop the “total speed” ? We’re the masters of the space And we go… It's what we need, an overdose of speed We brake for nobody… Ludicrous Speed, GO GO Take care of your edge bone Fasten your seat belts really close The thunder roars into your head Unstoppable acceleration Let’s start this dangerous race Have fun in the deep space We’re the masters of the space Can’t you stop the “total speed” ? We’re the masters of the space And we go… We're the fastest metal race The speed of light is just too slow Your brains are going into your feet
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Ai suoi tempi Lino Banfi a nonno Libero dava calci in cul B MOVIE MANIA il nostro “Essai” Morandini no, non ci sperare Stasera ho tanto tempo, non ho niente da fare e non mi va di uscire Accendo la tv quella scatola laggiù che troppo spesso fa vomitare Né cine panettoni o film da “due coglioni” stasera ho da divertirmi L’antenna è li che trema la Fenech non si frena e Renzo sta per arrivare Pasquale Zagaria ama mamma e polizia vieni avanti coi “Cornetti alla Crema” E’ un cinema per tutti, per belli e anche per brutti che cosa vuoi di più ? Questa è la nostra storia per chi non ha memoria ho un bel consiglio da dare No ai cinedizionari e ai critici severi e guarda quel che cazzo ti pare
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Far In the middle of the night Under a blackened sky Armed with our swords Here After the golden age Nobody wanted to fight and the flame was going to die For us this is the only law Less… but better There From the castle to bridge The ruins stand by our feet The tears remain the same Arise, The black knight never sleeps Towns, cities and street fall down when he arrives Now The judgment day has come The dust covers everyday But maybe it's not too late Because Forget is a crime No surrender to the false Cowards are everywhere For us this is the only law In pain and victory Less... but better
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Italian soccer is proudly defensive, motherfuckers! Goalkeeper’s crazy, midfielder’s good Goleador’s an idol, but the stopper is only a man The crowd hates him, he doesn’t care He bites the legs as a salmon is hunted by a bear It’s time to pay for those nice faces Considered as a shit Born to be the last one thrash without mercy Like Terry Butcher, Marcello Lippi I am the stopper… No way, no way ! There’s Augenthaler or Benetti I am the stopper, I am the beast People are hungry, they want have fun Newspaper’s shit good only to be burnt I’m sick and tired of their hypocrisy I’m here to bring a nightmare into your senseless dreams I am the savage beast I have got no talent, but you are at risk Stop the ball and go away ’Cause by a red card I ain’t afraid... Pasquale Bruno ! ’34, ‘38, ’82, 2006… motherfuckers !

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Notes about the tracks:

‘Roadpigs On The Highway’ features Gerre from Tankard as guest vocalist and shows our love for travelling and above all for stopping at every Autogrill (Italian word for gas station with restaurant along the highways).

No politics in ‘Vega(n)azism’ simply a joke about some vegan people who are not properly tolerant with everyone who hasn’t the same ideas.

‘Ludicrous Speed’ and ‘B-Movie Mania’ are our tributes to cinema: the first one is about Mel Brooks’ ‘Space Balls’ while the second one (sung in Italian) is our tribute to Italian sexy comedies of the 70s.

Last but not least our tribute to football with ‘Stopper' (English version of our single ‘Stopper’, you can find a video on youtube!), dedicated to old style football and against modern football. In the chorus we remember some old football players of the past as Terry Butcher, Klaus Augenthaler, Marcello Lippi, Romeo Benetti (playing in Juventus and Milan in the 70s) and Pasquale Bruno (playing with Torino FC in the 90s and nicknamed “The Animal” for his rough playing)… enjoy our speed metal pork’n’roll !

credits

released July 20, 2012

F.F.A. are:
Filippo "Butch” Belli: drums & lead vocals
Leonardo Tomei: Bass
Stefano Giusti: Guitars & Backing Vocals
Alberto Moriani: Guitars

"Italian Restaurant" was recorded and mixed at "Green House Studio" in Capezzano Pianore (LU) by Giordano Bonuccelli and F.F.A. during winter/spring 2012.

cover and booklet by Andrea Toto and F.F.A.
photos by: Jowita Kaminska & Simone A. Peruzzi

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Fallen Fucking Angels (F.F.A:) Forte Dei Marmi, Italy

Born in 1997, F.F.A. are a pure heavy speed metal band coming out from northern Tuscany (Italy), taking their main influences out of Exciter, Motorhead, Razor, Anvil, Savage Grace and adding some punk influences and a dose of humor. Some demos, a relentless live activity through italian underground and four cds, the last one is "Sign Of The Razor", released in april 2015! Check it out ! ... more

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