Taco Hemingway - Modigliani

[Intro: Taco Hemingway & Marek Fall]
- Isn't fame, applause, popularity overrated by people who've never known it?
- Well, of course it is, of course it is.
- Isn't it weird the tabloids haven't gotten to you yet?

[Chorus]
She lies naked, I am Modigliani, Modigliani
Gold hair and claret bra, like Gryffindor
Shining neck, I'm Modigliani
I'm like a student when I talk to her ma'am, ma'am

She naked, I'm Modigliani, Modigliani
Gold hair and claret bra, like Gryffindor
Shining neck I am Modigliani, Modigliani
Take off the dress, eh
Finally alone

[Background 1]
It's been a weird day, a weird month, a weird year, a weird life.
Thought screams, turn it down, huh?
These kids, they don't believe in anything, I can see it.
Their idols are scary - just clicks they want
They treat love like a soap opera, like a soap opera
They'd like to know who I'm living with and lying in bed and visiting hotels.
He kneels before me, even though I never kneel in church, that's too much.
Every relationship I have is naturally polygamous, I have an ego for four.
In the name of the Father, the Spirit, the Son, take care of my people, they're walking the casinos again.
Boris spent four thousand in a strip club, boy
Now he hopes next album is platinum
Changing color like a chameleon
I'll fall young like Amadeo
Boys say they don't cry, but pretend like Paweł Deląg
I'm gonna turn Peugeot into a Tesla, hey, cosmic brain like Elon, wow.
I'm walking around town, they want to chase me with a camera

[Chorus]
I'm Modigliani, Modigliani
Gold hair and claret bra, like Gryffindor
Shining neck, I'm Modigliani, Modigliani
Take off the dress, eh
Finally alone

Miss, please
She naked, I'm Modigliani, Modigliani
Gold hair and burgundy bra, like Gryffindor
Shining neck I am Modigliani, Modigliani
Take off the dress, eh
Finally alone

[Back 2]
Zero seven, someone poured white powder into my spliff
In the evening the devil sang me lullabies
It's not a failure, it's flowing in that glass of Chianti again.
Because I could have ended up on drugs, Fifi - Moltisanti
They would like mephedrone (standard)
Once upon a time he takes Devendra (Banhart)
Now it's just techno.
It's a big scandal not to like it.
They sprinkling so there is no choice, at night in the city no more colors
Glass weather, blue veins from mephedrone
Tomorrow the hangover holds all day
All in all, that's good, because it's slowing down time.
Her phone's taped, I think she was on Smolna again.
In the city everyone pretends, everyone does their cosplay
And I'm at that dance dressed as Taco H.
Everybody wish him well and call him chapeau bas
Winter is around the corner again, but so far summer lasts, so I dance
Ma ma se, ma ma ma sa, ma ma ma ku sa
Ma ma se, ma ma ma sa, ma ma ma ku sa

[Chorus]
I'm Modigliani, Modigliani
Gold hair and claret bra, like Gryffindor
Shining neck, I'm Modigliani, Modigliani
Take off the dress, eh
Finally alone

Miss, please
She naked, I'm Modigliani, Modigliani
Gold hair and claret bra, like Gryffindor
Shining neck I am Modigliani, Modigliani
Take off the dress, eh
Finally alone

[Outro: Marek Fall]
- Would you agree if I said that you write a little bit about the big city in such a form as if the big city, the metropolis, this way of life was a bit addictive? Why do you have such a vision of the city as a situation that is easy to get entangled in?