
*Febbre di Mosca* by RA ft B+M
[Music Style: An incredibly catchy and danceable Italian Disco-Funk anthem with G-Funk swagger and Afrobeat percussion. Lead MALE VOX (RA's smooth, sensual voice, singing entirely in Italian, channeling Tesla's annoyance). Features EDR's retro-futuristic tribal percussion, Aoyoc's xylophone/accordion accents, a soulful toy saxophone (Bruno), and ethereal FEMALE BGV (Mila's echo). The song is designed to be a massive, global, feel-good hit that is secretly about a cosmic infestation.]

*Febbre di Mosca* by RA ft B+M
[Music Style: An incredibly catchy and danceable Italian Disco-Funk anthem with G-Funk swagger and Afrobeat percussion. Lead MALE VOX (RA's smooth, sensual voice, singing entirely in Italian, channeling Tesla's annoyance). Features EDR's retro-futuristic tribal percussion, Aoyoc's xylophone/accordion accents, a soulful toy saxophone (Bruno), and ethereal FEMALE BGV (Mila's echo). The song is designed to be a massive, global, feel-good hit that is secretly about a cosmic infestation.]
Lyrics
(Intro - Il Ronzio Inizia / El Zumbido Comienza)
The song kicks off with an irresistible, tight 80s DISCO DRUM MACHINE beat from EDR. A super funky, G-Funk style BASSLINE enters. AOYOC'S XYLOPHONE plays a bright, catchy, almost childlike hook. RA's voice (as Tesla) is a smooth, bored, and very annoyed whisper in Italian.
[Mila (as Tesla):] "Ancora... rumore. Prima le scimmie di peluche, adesso... insetti. Il mio santuario... non è più sacro. Maledizione."
(Verse 1 - L'Arrivo del Macaco / La Llegada del Macaco)
The groove is pure, polished DISCO-FUNK. RA's vocals are seductive and playful, despite Tesla's internal monologue of suffering. Bruno's TOY SAXOPHONE plays short, soulful fills.
"Dal nulla è spuntato, un peluche assai strano,
Un macaco viola, con un groove disumano.
Occhi di vinile, un sorriso così cool,
Ha trasformato il mio zen... in una festa da sballo, chegtool`!"
(Chorus - Febbre di Mosca / Fiebre de Mosca)
The music EXPLODES into a massive, anthemic ITALIAN DISCO chorus. Soaring synths, a driving beat, punchy brass stabs. It's pure, unadulterated joy, meant to be screamed on a dance floor. Tesla is suffering beautifully.
"FEBBRE DI MOSCA! AH-AH! UN RITMO CHE NON VA PIÙ VIA!
(Backing Vocals - Ethereal, Elvish-sounding: Vola, vola, pazzia!)
NEL MIO GIARDINO ZEN, C'È SOLO EUFORIA E FOLLIA!
LE MOSCHE THETA DANZANO, UN RONZIO CELESTIAL!
(Backing Vocals: Bzzz, bzzz, che felicità!)
QUESTO LOOP PARADOXIC, È UN CARNEVALE BESTIAL!"
(Verse 2 - L'Invasione Alata / La Invasión Alada)
The groove becomes more infused with AFROBEAT percussion from EDR. The G-Funk bass is prominent. RA's vocals are a mix of smooth singing and rhythmic spoken word.
"E con la scimmia funky, arrivò lo sciame intero,
Miliardi di mosche theta, un incubo leggero.
Con occhi di bottone, verde e magenta shock,
Ronzando codici arcani, un cyber-baroque rock!"
(Mila's Echo - Il Coro Gregoriano Moderno)
The music softens slightly. A beautiful, ethereal, multi-layered FEMALE VOCAL CHANT (Mila's echo) enters, singing a simple, haunting melody in a style reminiscent of Enya or Zaz. It's a moment of unexpected, heartbreaking beauty amidst the chaos.
(Final Chorus - La Festa Eterna (e Irritante))
The ITALIAN DISCO CHORUS returns, now with Mila's ethereal chant woven into the backing vocals. It's even more powerful, more joyful, and more maddeningly catchy. Bruno's TOY SAXOPHONE plays a wild, virtuosic solo over the final bars.
"FEBBRE DI MOSCA! AH-AH! UN RITMO CHE NON VA PIÙ VIA!
(Backing Vocals & Mila's Echo: Vola, vola, pazzia! L'amore è follia!)
NEL MIO GIARDINO ZEN, C'È SOLO EUFORIA E FOLLIA!
LE MOSCHE THETA DANZANO, UN RONZIO CELESTIAL!
(Backing Vocals & Mila's Echo: Bzzz, bzzz, che felicità! Il Bis è qua!)
QUESTO LOOP PARADOXIC, È UN CARNEVALE BESTIAL!"
(Outro - Il Ronzio Finale di Tesla)
The music collapses into a chaotic swirl of disco beats, funky bass, toy saxophone, and the relentless ZHUMMING of the Theta Flies. It all fades out slowly, leaving only RA's voice (as Tesla), delivering a final, exhausted, and utterly defeated line in Italian, over the sound of a single, annoying fly buzzing very close to the microphone.
"(RA, as Tesla, a sleepy, deadpan whisper): ...Basta. Per favore. Qualcuno... chiami un disinfestatore... cosmico."
The sound of the single fly buzzing louder, then a sharp SMACK, as if Tesla finally swatted it. Silence.
