Working 04/07/2026

A continuous vocal performance that stitches together fragments from well-known songs like "I Feel It Coming," "My Way," and "Bittersweet Symphony" alongside original verses and spoken monologues in English, Italian, and other languages. Themes of love, liberation, identity, and mortality weave through shifting personas and a recurring desert-journey metaphor.
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did to you. You don't have to run. I know what you've been through. Just a simple touch and it can set you free. We don't have to rush. When you're alone with me, I feel it coming. I feel it coming, babe. I feel it coming. I feel it I feel it coming, I feel it coming, baby. I feel it coming, I feel it coming, baby. You are not the single type, so baby, this the perfect time. I'm just trying to get you high, faded off this touch. You don't need a lonely night, so baby, I can make it right. You just gotta let me try to give you what you want. You've been scared of love and what it did to you. You don't have to run. I know what you can do. Just a simple touch and it can set you free. We don't have to rush. When you're alone with me, I feel it coming, I feel it coming, baby. I feel it coming, I feel it coming, baby. I feel it coming, I feel it coming, baby. You've been scared of love and what it did to you. You don't have to run. I know what you've been through. Just a simple touch and it gets set you free. We don't have to rush when you're alone with me. I feel it coming, I feel it coming, I feel it coming, I feel it coming, I feel it coming, I feel it coming. I know what you feel like feeling, I feel it coming, I feel it coming, I feel it coming. Boom, boom, boom, boom. I'm gonna shoot you right down, right off of your feet. Take you home with me, put you in my house. Boom boom boom boom. I love to see you walk up and down floor. But when you're talking to me, that baby talk, I just like it like that. But when you talk like that, you knocks me out right off of my feet. How, how, how, how? Oh, me, I love you, baby. Baby, little baby. Ah, yeah, yeah, baby. Shake it, baby. Shake it, baby. Shake it, baby. One time for me. Oh, yeah. When she walked and walked and talked and talked and whispered in my ear, tell me She love me. I love that talk, that baby talk. When she talk like that, she knocks me dead right off of my feet. How, how, how, how? Whoa, yeah! Well, come on home to me, baby. And shake it, baby. And shake it, baby. One time. Sometimes I think sitting on trains every stop we get to unclocking that game everyone's a winner how we making our fame bona fide hustler making my name sometimes I think sitting on trains every stop we get to unclocking that game everyone's a winner how we making our fame bona fide hustler making my name all I wanna do— Running when we hit 'em, lethal poison for the system. Pirate skulls and bones, sticks and stones and weed and bombs. Running when we hit 'em, lethal poison for the system. No one on the corner has swagger like us. Hit me on my burner prepaid wireless. We pack and deliver like UPS trucks. Already going MIA, third world democracy. Yeah, I got more records than the KGB. So, uh, no funny business. You already are. And now the end is near, and so I face the final curtain. My friend, I'll say it clear, I'll state my case, of which I'm certain. I've lived a life that's full. I traveled each and every highway and more, much more than this. I did it my way. Regrets, I've had a few, but then again, too few to mention. I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption. I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway, and more, much more than this, I did it my way. Yes, there were times I'm sure you knew when I bit off more than I could chew. But through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out. I faced it all. And I stood tall and did it my way. I've loved, I've laughed and cried, I've had my fill, my share of losing, and now As tears subside, I find it all so amusing to think I did all that. And may I say, not in a shy way, oh no. Oh no, not me. I did it my way. For what is a man? What has he got if not himself? Then he has naught to say but thanks. He truly feels, and not the words, of one who kneels. The record shows I took the blows and did it my way. Yes, it was my— Chissà quando manca il sole se non ci sei tu con me, con me. Su le finestre, mostra a tutti il mio cuore che hai acceso. Chiudi dentro me la luce che ha incontrato per strada. Con te partirò, paesi che non ho mai veduto e visto. Adesso sì, li vivrò con te. Partirò su un navi per Mari, che io lo so, non esistono più. Adesso, Spiriti, vivrò con te. Partirò su navi per mari che io lo so non esistono più. Con te io li rivivrò, con te partirò su navi per mari, e io lo so non esistono più, con te io li rivivrò. The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz and the sky with no clouds. The heat was hot and the ground was dry, but the air was full of sound. I've been through the desert on a horse with no name. It felt good to be out of the rain. In the desert, you can't miss Remember your name because there ain't no one for to give you no pain! La la la la— After 2 days in the desert sun my skin's all burnt up black like coal... I'm gonna die here on this rock of sand but if it means that we're together then sure baby boy let me go down without regret. We'll be okay forever long cause after two days in the Desert Sun my skins been burned red hot so don't worry The about nothing sun now when they come looking at began us from afar 'cause our love will never fade away again. Ahh ahahahaha! Haha ha haaa! Ha haa! Lala lalala lala laa! Aha haha! to turn red. After 3 days in the desert fun, I was looking at a riverbed. And the story it told of a river that flowed made me sad to think it was dead. You see, I've been through the desert on a horse with no name. It felt good to be out of the rain. In desert you can't remember your name cause there ain't no one for to give ya na pain! La la la... Ahh? Oh?! Oohhh— oh my god I'm so sorry about that Liza!! There was sand and hills and rain. The ocean is a desert with its life underground and the perfect disguise above. Under the cities lies a heart made of brown, but the humans will give no love. You see, I've been through the desert on a horse with no name. It felt good to be out Says, says, baby, I'm up in the way. You say you're pissed off, you don't care. You dance and shake your head. Dance, dance, boogie boogie land. Dance, dance, boogie boogie land. Yeah! I fly through the night, I chase my bad no dreams to spooky Wonderland. I find romance when I start to dance. Get spooky, one, two, three, four. I find romance when I start to dance. Get spooky, one, two, three, four. Every morning at the mine, you could see him arrive. He stood 6 foot 6, weighed 2'45", kind of broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip, and everybody knew you didn't give no lip to Big John. Big John, Big John, Big Bad John. Well, nobody seemed to know where John called home. He just drifted into town and stayed all alone, didn't say much, kind of quiet and shy, and if he spoke at all, he just said hi to Big John. Somebody said he came from New Orleans where he got into a fight over a Cajun queen, and a crashing blow from a huge right hand sent a Louisiana fella to the promised land. Big John, come on. Big John, Big John. Big bad John. Well, then came the day at the bottom of the mine when a timber cracked and men started crying. Miners were praying and hearts beat fast, and everybody thought they'd breathed their last. Except John. Big John. Big John. Yeah. Big John. Bad John. Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hell walked a giant of a man that the miners knew well. Grabbed a sagging timber, gave out with a groan, and like a giant oak tree just stood there alone. Big John. Big John. Big John. Big Bad John. And with all of his strength, he gave a mighty shove. Then a miner yelled out, "There's a lad above us!" And as 20 men scrambled from a would-be grave, there was only one left down there to save. Big John, Big John, Big John, Big John. Big John, Big John. With jacks and timbers, they started back down. Then came that rumble way down in the ground, and as smoke and gas belched out of that mine, everybody knew it was the end of the line for John. No, they never reopened that worthless pit. They just placed a marble slab in front of it. And these few words are written on that stand: "At the bottom of this mine lies a big, big man." Big John! Big John! B— big bad john... Yeah? Big Bad John! Big Joe! Hold on to me, don't let me go. Who cares what they see? Who cares what they know? Your first name is free, last name is down. But you still believe in where we're from. Man's right flower, it's in every living thing. Mind, use your power. Spirit, use your wings. Freedom, freedom, freedom. Hold on to me, don't let me go. Cheetahs need to eat, running to know. Your first name is King, last name is Dumb, 'cause you still believe in everyone. When the baby first breathes, when the night sees sunrise, when the whale hugs the sea, when man recognizes freedom, freedom, freedom. Freedom, freedom, breathing. We are from Eta. The electric one does the shock, you see. He left us the sun. Atoms in the air, organisms in the sea. Sun and yes, man. Are made of the same things. Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! Are you ready? Yeah! Are you ready now? Whoa! Yeah! King's got a heart, give it up! Whoa! Yeah! Bring it down! Whoa! Yeah! King's got a heart, hope it never stops! Whoa! Yeah! Bring it down! Yeah! Yeah! Are you ready now? Say, are you ready now? Yeah! Keep that heart beatin' and stop! Whoa! Yeah! Bring that! Whoa! Yeah! Keep that heart hopin' and never stop! Whoa! Yeah! Bring that! Amon! Amon! Set your trees where nobody are. Give your tears to the tides. Oh, ja! Ciao! Says Snow and says no more. Set your trees where nobody are. Give your tears to the tides. Sæns, snow, and Sævisnågbar. Tea, sun, pain with love. Hello, my friends. I'll keep you warm. Cause it's a bittersweet symphony. Let's lie high. China made ends meet. You're a slave to money. Let me die high. I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down. You know, the one that takes you to the places where our faith begins. No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change. But I'm here in my mold, I am here in my mold. But I'm a million different people from one day to the next. I can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no. Never ever gonna tell, I can't change my mold. Oh, you shall cleanse my mind. I feel free now. The airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now. No change, I can't change. I can change, I can change, but I'll be I am here in my moan. I am here in my moan. And I'm a million different people from one day to the next. I can't change my moan. No, no, no, no, no. And even if I could change it, you know, I couldn't change it. Sweet Symphony, let's fly. Try to make ends meet, try to find someone, and then you die. I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down. You know the one that takes you to the places where all the things meet. Yeah, yeah. No, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change. But I'm here in my moan, I am here in my moan, and I'm a million different people from One day to the next, I can change my mood. No, no, no, no, no. I can change my mood. No, no, no, no, no. I can change my mood. No, no, no, no. It's up to, to Dr. Wallace. May Allah make him silent. It's up to, to change my violence. No, no, no, no. I can't take it. Run, boy, run. This world is not meant for you. Run, boy, run. They're trying to catch you. Run, boy, run. Running is a victory. Run, boy, run. Beauty lies behind the hills. Run, boy, run. The sun will be They're dying to stop you. Run, boy, run. This race is a prophecy. Run, boy, run. Break out from society. Tomorrow is another day, hey, and you won't have to hide away, yeah. You'll be in my body, but for now it's time to run, it's time to run. Run, boy, run. This life is a journey to run, boy, run. The secret inside of you. Run, boy, run. This race is a prophecy. Run, boy, run. And disappear in the trees. Tomorrow is another day. And you won't have to hide away, yay! You'll be a man, Bobby. But for now, it's time to run, it's time to run. Tomorrow isn't all today, hey! When the night fades away, yay! You'll be a man, Bobby. But for now, it's time to run, it's time to run. I am, but all that matters is that I know who the hell I am. I picture young Rob with a cross pen in hand yelling at the postman, no letters he received. Even a no would be all right, even a Sorry, but not today. A sign of life would bring relief. Even a thank you. But no thank you. Goodbye. Take care. I already got one. I thought I heard you laugh once. No. I guess it must have been a ghost. I don't see no one. Every time I get close, Ghost can't keep you around. Thought I knew you, but it must have been a ghost. I don't see no one. Shame on my eyes thinking you were real. Now today, all them horses run a bit faster. So I know if you want it, baby, you can give me an answer. But see, my problem 'Cause I want you to know who I am. But all that matters is that I know who the hell I am. A picture young honest Abe twiddling them thumbs for 2 weeks. No letter has he received. Are you one of those people that would rather disappear than show up and disagree? Or give us a thank, but no thank. Goodbye, take care. I already got one. We cried together once. No, I guess it must have been a ghost. I don't see no one. Every time I I get close, can't keep you around. Thought I knew you, but it must have been a ghost. I don't see no one. Shame on my eyes thinking you were real. Shame on my eyes thinking you were real. I am not frightened of dying. Any time will do, I don't mind. Why should I be frightened of dying? There is no reason for it, you've got to go sometime. Over and over I keep going over the world we knew once when you walked beside me. That inconceivable, that unbelievable world we knew. When we two were in love and every bright neon sign turned into stars and the sun and the moon seemed to be ours, each road that we took turned into gold. But the dream was too much for you to hold. Now over and over I keep going over the world we knew. Days when you, you to love me. And every bright neon sign turned into stars. And the sun and the moon seemed to be ours. Each road that we took, it turned into gold. But the dream was too much for you to hold. Now over and Over and over I keep going over the world we knew. Days when you used to love me. Over and over I keep going over the world we knew. every day. For so long we heard the sirens and everybody started to run. But jumping out of doors was people. Well, I heard somebody shooting up on home. Well, the thing was pumped from my left hand, a machine was a hold of my right. Well, I told Arnold, that's good, cuz you Head it off! Head it off! Head it off! I don't believe in Emma slips on the ground. I wanna take you to that place in our eyes, but no one gives us any time anymore. He asked me once if I'd look good on his toe. You made an offer for it, then you ran off. I got this picture of the skids in my head. where to go, so I chained myself to a friend, 'cause I knew what I looked like at the mirror, and we would never be alone again, 'cause it doesn't matter every day, can I count on you being a friend, can I give it up a good way, never thought about what I would say, but I never really knew where to go, so I chained myself to a friend. Somewhere again. with lies. Cracks in the road, they were trying to disguise. He runs his scissors up the seam in the wall. He cannot break it down or else he will fall. Life has no restarts. Hang in the cold. Take care I don't want to sing anymore.










