Samuele disco, The sound collector

                                                                   Disco, The Sound Collector

                   
                      
   A stranger called this morning
   Dressed all in black and grey
   Put every sound into a bag
   And carried them away

   The music from the stereo
   The clinching of the glasses
   The lalala from the microphone
   And the footsteps of the people
 
   The slamming of the door!BAM!
   The shouting from the people!AAHH!
   The gulp of the drinks
   The chicka chicka of the dj
 
   The mmmb of the phone
   The hahaha of the mans
   The hihihi of the ladies
   And the crunching by the body guards

  A stranger called this morning
  He didn't leave his name
  Left us only silence
  Life will never be the same