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Find out more about the Ape at www.bittenbyanape.com
credits
released 25 August 2009
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Alex: guitars, bass, vocals
Loz: piano, synths, Rhodes piano
Bill Ransom: drums & percussion
Marcelo Ramos: cello
Violeta Vancica: violin
Alessandro Bottari: additional synths on 'A dream or two'

All songs written by Alexander Cecilia
Arranged and produced by Alexander Cecilia and Lorenzo ‘Loz’ Salvagni
Strings arranged by Lorenzo ‘Loz’ Salvagni

Recorded in February 2009 by Eric Cronstein at Ante Up Studios, Cleveland – USA
Mixed in July 2009 by Ian McNulty at Grouse Lodge, Westmeath – Ireland

Mastered in July 2009 by Andy “Hippy” Baldwin at Metropolis Studios, London – England

Cover art by Giuliano Brocani

Contact: theape[at]bittenbyanape.com
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Track Name: A political song
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A POLITICAL SONG

The illusions of technology, the lack of ideologies
Can leave a modern man struggling for identity
The ghost of opportunity proposed by corporate entities
Can keep an honest man detached from reality

Tell me now: are you afraid?
Clock is ticking anyway

The mask of anonimity and virtual proximity
Can pose for everyone of us a threat to our integrity
Empowered by technology and freed from ideologies
Our son, the future man, will find a new geometry

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Track Name: Rewired
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REWIRED

I took my life in my own hands
Put my hands around my heart
Brought my heart back to the start

I paid the price of selfishness
Digressed into a perfect mess
Quite content, with no excess

This moment I’m one instant old
A story about to be told

Links I thought were interrupted
And synapses half corrupted
Still obey all Will commands

Emotion sparked by a stranger’s hand
On my head as down I hang
A sudden warmth and I’m alive again

It can’t always end in deception
Granted – all I’ll ever reach is far from perfection

A subtle electric fire
Is all it takes

I’m rewired

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Track Name: Never learn
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NEVER LEARN

You walk down the aisle
Hair waving left and right
Steps I can feel
Even when you’re out of sight

You turn and speak
I feel like Psappho did
Ears are rumbling and
My tongue’s left without speech

We gravitate like two planets
Orbiting round the Sun
We radiate like two comets
Delusions of something grand

You take me for tea
I sip words from your lips
You’ve got me acting irresponsibly again

I’m the man who’s lying at your feet
You’re prism-born, one I cannot achieve
It’s the meadow that here you see
It’s the flowery field and the bumble-bee

I walk down the aisle
So long you’ve been out of sight
Those steps I could feel
Just another could-have-been

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Track Name: Line or cycle
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LINE OR CYCLE

He has a different life
In the corner of his eye
He has a different life
When he’s done with his nine-to-five

She has a different way
When she’s left to her own devices
She has a different view on things
If you don’t ask her to be nice

Her life, is it a line or a cycle?

She has a different life
From the Country she was born
She has a family now
Crossed a point of no return

Her life, is it a line or a cycle?

He’s seen a different time
Of war planes flying by
He’s had a tougher life
And a less than glorious ride

His life, is it a line or a cycle?

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Track Name: Orange
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ORANGE

To be free within the web of your love
To be pleased by the smile of the dawn
To reveal all of my secrets
That into the silence have skimmed one by one

And to dance on a soul renaissance
To die like a silly romance
To linger like an orange fragrance
The balance of senses and your withered rest

Be the foam, be the rush, be the light to enlighten my dusk

To be feed from the web of your love
To be pleased by the smile of a new dawn
And to leave all my regrets
That soon after you, just after you
Right after you will come…one by one

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Track Name: Digital care
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DIGITAL CARE

Thirst and hunger, the basics we share
Press the button for digital care
Feel the reasoning through the screen and show a grin

It’s a sequence in binary numbers
when I’m linked to your emotional sampler
Hear the call – a quite scream and leave the scene

We need some digital care

The illusions of technology: they
try progressions in you logically
The world lies in a seed as we take the lead

Night and day’s a lovers’ chase
Night and day we’re chased by fate
Put your hand onto the flick and play your trick

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Track Name: A dream or two
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A DREAM OR TWO

Future king sitting on the sofa
and wondering what
he’s mother would say of his new haircut

Big house overlooking the sea
with white-washed walls
I’m going upstairs contemplating the world

All the things I want, all that’s left to see
it’s time
all the plans I have, all that’s left to do
(Stuart) it’s time

Grandmother stretching out her arms
to a kid in tears
she’s holding me now, she’s been gone for years

Red van rolling down the road
against a green backdrop
lying in the back, contemplating the world

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Track Name: The cult
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THE CULT

[Them] Thanks for you precious feedback
Thanks for your valuable time
We’ll treasure your wise suggestions
And keep your objections in mind

[Us] Thanks for your timeless boredom
Thanks for pointless remarks
A pool of very common wisdom
Trying to keep me on track

But it’s all torn asunder
The moment I open my eyes
It’s all torn asunder
The moment my antennae rise

It all comes down to this
It all comes tumbling down

[Them] You know investing in people
Yields the highest results
All you’re ever asked for
Is you adhere to the cult

[Us] But it’s all torn asunder
The moment I open my eyes
It’s all torn asunder
The moment my antennae rise

It all comes down to this
It all comes tumbling down

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