ANKi and Buffa start talking about the flip side of DesCha Tokyo
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urban
dcurban
descha
anki
gino rodrigo
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Story behind the song
The idea for the car zooming right by ANKi and Buffa is something that came in at the last minute. The idea that any recording could be interrupted with such ease really got me interested.
Lyrics
Come with us on a tour of the nightlife
We’ll be companions for the evening
Hey! Stop wandering
And follow me
There are people we are meant to be greeting
Just get in my ride
Let me start up – yep – we’ll drive
To the centre of the city
Where the clubs and stuff are happening and – oh.
Here we are at the Central City Club
CCC for short, that’s an acronym
Let’s go inside and party
I’ll pass you through to Buffa
Yeah, he’s DCUrban
Just let him show you sights and sounds
But don’t get too close, buddy
Otherwise you WILL get pounded
I am the Buffa man
A hundred kegs and yes I can
Pulverize and things like that
But let me show you where it’s at
First, see the transparent floor
It’s an innovation of technology
Where the ceiling’s see-through
And the dancers of the floor above see you
Let me divert your attention
To some people I forgot to mention
These are the folks who are serving you drinks
Just watch out for them flirts and winks, yo
How you enjoyin’ it, bro?
Just take your time
And I’ll just pass you back to ANKi, yo
Chorus:
Right on
This is our nightlife
As seen by the eyes of the DCUrban crew
Let us show you
These places you’ve never been to
Come on
Join our little field trip
Then you’ll realize there’s a lot more to this night thing
Then some would gather
But back to the matter at hand
Yo, stop being apprehensive
We won’t be apprehended
Those guys in police uniforms
Don’t even stand a chance
Against these Wangan Warriors
And prime among them Rolfo
He’s been in the car scene for many years
Quite a nocturnal creature
But one not to be reckoned
‘Cause he’s the master of split second
He doesn’t even need nitro, the psycho
He feels like Tycho Brahe’s theories
The stars are spinning ‘round him
Big-headed celebrity, but he wins
And wins and wins and wins
When he loses
It’ll be Apocalypse, yo
Now for something (car drives very close by)… Oi!
(arguing)
Yo, where were we?
Now for something completely different
The Central Shop for Coffee
Otherwise known as CSC
It’s somewhere to the south of the city
Socialitè is realitè
In an place with beans of variety
Just take your sip, I’ll think I’ll take dip
And check out what’s on the radio
Hey, it’s FM
Yo, it’s AM’s brother
Frank Mason? Arnold Mason
Don’t blame us for the corny nicknames
Hey, if you can’t remember
AM’s from D.Tokyo?
Still can’t recall him?
Then you haven’t been listening…
(chorus)
Out of the coffee shop and to the car
We don’t have far to go
You’ve seen most of what we do, yo,
But one last sight for the eyes is a site
We know as the Field of Grass
It’s a place that you just can’t pass by
Battles big and small, it’s seen it all
It doesn’t take discretion
And I want to end this session
By saying thank you for following us
From midnight to three AM
I know it’s a bit lame but
You went with us this far and
I think you’re privy to a secret
If you walk along this road
You’ll find a hidden entrance
To a place defined
As unknown, but it was Section 9
That’s where the stories took place, yo
But now it’s near-abandoned
I think we’ll leave it at that
Until the next track comes along
And the stories come
And we form another song
But again, let me just express my thanks
And the hours pass us
The sun will begin to rise
And before you know it, goodbye nightlife
Sunlight for the next twelve hours
I can go to sleep and wait for the chance
To go back out and party
Won’t you come out and join
Chorus:
Right on
This was our nightlife
As seen by the eyes of the DCUrban crew
We just showed you
These places you’ve never been to
Come on
Join our little field trip
Then you’ll realize there’s a lot more to this night thing
It starts again tonight, yo
(repeat)