Vaffan

(Intro – 2 bars, guitar feedback)
Mm… dai dai…

(Verse 1 – slow drag, dirty tone | rima: -ain)

Milano heat, t-shirt glued in fun
gold in the windows, sealed in a frame
Che stile, mamma mia, sweat like rain
old torn backpack but we laugh the same

Crowded streets, every face a stain
selfie storms driving us insane
Scusi scusi, boxed in the lane
blurry shot — dai, andiamo, vai again

(CHORUS – loud / quiet / loud | rima: -oo)
They scream Vaffan uoooo! (uoooo)
lost together, nowhere to go
Italy howls in a broken croon
we kiss the mess, we chew the road
I hear Vaffancúulo! too
falling apart never felt so true

(Verse 2 – faster, Cobain-ish spit | rima: -ite)
Cheap hostel, buzzing bite
porca miseria, sleepless night
Via Emilia, cones in sight
forty degrees, engines fight
Horns scream loud, we answer ciao polite
first words learned cut like a knife
mi fai schifo! — said just right
hands in the air, we’re still alive

(CHORUS – full band | rima: -oo)
Vaffan uoooo! (uoooo)
sunburnt souls with nothing to lose
Vaffan uoooo! (uoooo)
Italy digs under our bruises

(Bridge – breakdown, almost whispered | rima: -è)
Bologna night, lost but okay
laughing wrong turns we shouldn’t say
Two carabinieri smile — che brava gente, va bè
Breakfast calls… peccato, va bè
this mess is worth more than café

(Final Chorus – last scream, fade feedback | rima: -oo)
Vaffan uoooo! (uoooo)
Torino grey, tram cutting through
Vaffan uoooo! (uoooo)
if we’re lost… torniamo qua? — you too?

Seattle classical grunge punk 90's
2 Females voices, female, funny