Vintage juke box

"The ballad of John and Yoko" (John Lennon – Paul McCartney)

Standing in the dock at Southampton,
Trying to get to Holland or France.
The man in the mac said, "You’ve got to go back".
You know they didn’t even give us a chance.

Christ! you know it ain’t easy,
You know how hard it can be.
The way things are going
They’re gonna
crucify me.

Finally made the plane into Paris,
Honeymooning down by the Seine.
Peter Brown called to say,
"You can make it O.K.,
You can get married in Gibraltar, near Spain".

Christ! you know it ain’t easy,
You know how hard it can be.
The way things are going
They’re gonna
crucify me.

Drove from Paris to the Amsterdam Hilton,
Talking in our beds for a week.
The newspaper said, "Say what you doing in bed?"
I said, "We’re only trying to get us some peace".

Christ! you know it ain’t easy,
You know how hard it can be.
The way things are going
They’re gonna
crucify me.

Saving up your money for a rainy day,
Giving all your clothes to charity.
Last night the wife said,
"Oh boy, when you’re dead
You don’t take nothing with you
But your soul – think!"

Made a lightning trip to Vienna,
eating chocolate cake in a bag.
The newspaper said, "She’s gone to his head,
They look just like two gurus in drag".

Christ! you know it ain’t easy,
You know how hard it can be.
The way things are going
They’re gonna
crucify me.

Caught the early plane back to London.
Fifty acorns tied in a sack.
The men from the press said, "We wish you success,
It’s good to have the both of you back".

Christ! you know it ain’t easy,
You know how hard it can be.
The way things are going
They’re gonna
crucify me.
The way things are going
They’re gonna crucify me.

Vintage juke box

"Spendi spandi effendi" (Rino Gaetano)

Essenza e benzina o gasolina
soltanto un litro e in cambio ti do Cristina
se vuoi la chiudo pure in monastero
ma dammi un litro di oro nero
Ti sei fatto il palazzo sul Jumbo
noi invece corriamo sempre appresso all’ambo
ambo terno tombola e cinquina
se vinco mi danno un litro di benzina

Spendi spandi spandi spendi effendi
spendi spandi spandi spendi effendi

Spider coupè gitti alfetta
a duecento c’è sempre una donna che ti aspetta
sdraiata sul cofano all’autosalone
e ti dice prendimi maschiaccio libidinoso coglione
non più a gas ma a cherosene
il riscaldamento centralizzato più ti scalda più conviene
niente carbone e mai più metano
pace prosperità e lunga vita al sultano

Spendi spandi spandi spendi effendi
spendi spandi spandi spendi effendi