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Should I tell my friends
Or shall I keep it that well hid ? (argot violent)
Would they understand
Or should I let it grow like a poisoned seed ?
More than a one night stand
It’s a new sensation that I must accept
More than just a trend
It’s a deeper feeling and I can’t explain
What’s going wrong with me
What’s going on inside my body
Am I simply lying to myself
Everybody’s looking at me
It makes me feel weird and guilty
Jenny’s got a girlfriend and she’s madly in love
Thinking back to the days
When I was kissing boys behind the garden gate
Looking back to those days
Though something tells me that I’d better forget
And as she lays on her bed
Deep in a state of real confusion
What a mess in my head
But now I can draw my own conclusions
What’s going wrong with me
What’s going on inside my body
Am I simply lying to myself
Everybody’s looking at me
If they only knew my story
Jenny’s got a girlfriend and she’s badly in love
How can I assume the facts
How can I erase the past
How can I feel sincere when I close my eyes?
All these people looking at me
If they only knew my story
All these people looking at me
If they only knew my story
Jenny’s got a girlfriend
Jenny’s got a girlfriend…
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She looks at her watch and lays on the bed
The fever’s growing but she’s got to wait
They sleep side by side but their love is a failure
For a couple of years they acted like strangers
She gets so bored being a housewife
And feels so useless in this luxury flat
The night is cold but in a little while
Someone else is gonna keep her warm
Rooftop love means an hour of trance
Rooftop love ain’t no teenage romance
Rooftop love twice a week
Rooftop love for adults only
Very slowly, she opens the door
Like superheroes do, he climbs up a rope
They move like two shadows and dare not breathe
They walk in the dark like a couple of thieves
What happens then is up to them only
Cos who cares about what the neighbours are doing
so don’t be scared if you see cracks down the wall
you never know what’s going on at the top of your block
Rooftop love means an hour of trance
Rooftop love ain’t no teenage romance
Rooftop love twice a week
Rooftop love for adults only
Rooftop love
alright
Rooftop love
Keeps the neighbours up all night.
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Street
walking down the street
following my feet
no special place to go
street
echoing the sound
of the rain falling down
crashing on the ground
street
strangers when we met
I’ve always shown respect
And you’ve opened up your arms
Street poems on your walls
Graffiti and scars
Can you hear the call
Hot news from nowhere at all city
Saturday night’s come back to life again
So baby stick around
It’s gonna be real fun
The street’s alive tonight and I feel fine
Street
So silently you weep
You know what loneliness means
If only cobblestones could speak
Street
Whatever your name is
Main or back street
It’s all the same to me
Street
Where common people meet
Dead end or side street
Where the homeless barely sleep
Street
This world is so slick
Come on shake me to the beat
Of yesterday parties
Hot news from nowhere at all city
Saturday night’s come back to life again
So baby stick around
It’s gonna be real fun
The street’s alive tonight and I feel fine
Street
Fill my soul with fog
Fill my heart with smoke
I’m frozen to the bone
You’re frozen to the stone
Don’t let me walk alone
Carry me back home
The last train has gone
It’s already tomorrow
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Words in a whisper
Words like a feather
Words surround and protect
Words sweet as snow
Words afterglow
Words that wouldn't let you know
Words in disguise
Sharp as a knife
Words stab you in the back
Words cannot describe how I really feel tonight
Words refuse the confusion
Words warm as freedom
Cold as a prison
Words who choose to be a friend
Words that ignore
Words that comfort
Words that really land a hand
Words cannot describe how I really feel tonight
Words refuse the connexion
Words refuse the conversation
Words like a shot
Words like a slipknot
Words look at you with scorn
Louder than thunder
First degree murder
Words blow you like a storm
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Nothing ever changes
Funny how time stands still
look! these walls are closing in
this room is a cage where you got trapped
Nothing ever changes
just a slow and regular beat
it's up to you to shake this bars
and shake the dust off of your wings
THE WORLD IS YOURS TONIGHT
THE WORLD IS YOURS TONIGHT
NOTHING STANDS IN YOUR WAY
Come get a piece of the action
some hot chemical reaction
an outterspace interaction
nothing stands in your way
THE WORLD IS YOURS TONIGHT
CATCH IT IF YOU LIKE
NOTHING STANDS IN YOUR WAY
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I’ve lost so many things I’ve owned
It doesn’t matter much as long
As I’ve got you by my side
I’ve ve got you by my side
Lost many friends along the way
And it’s good to have you here today
Hope you’ll never turn your back on me
Your back on me
Nobody exactly knows
where the time precisely goes
So let’s drink to our joys and our sorrows
Let’s drink to the good old days
Let us drink our blues away
Let’s drink till the morning comes
Till the morning comes
Guess every story tells the same
And I raise a glass to you my friend
Hoping this one never ends
This one has no end
Nobody exactly knows
Where the time precisely goes
So let’s drink to our joys and our sorrows
Let’s drink to the good old days
Let us drink our blues away
Let’s drink till the morning comes
Till the morning comes
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Back to where I live
Back against the wall
Back to what I fear the most
Dying of boredom
Back to where I live
Therefore back against the wall
Stranger in my house
Stranger in my hometown
I paid what I owned
I almost have my conscience cleaned
But I have heard a bad wind whistling
Rattling to my ear
And I hate to be here
I wish I had a single ticket
Wish I was a free man
But destiny is just a circle
And you’re always a slave
I paid what I owned
I almost have my conscience cleaned
But I have heard a bad wind whistling
Rattling to my ear
I paid what I owned
I almost have my conscience cleaned
But I have heard the ghost of your ghost
Whispering to my ear
And I hate to be here
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I had my fingers burnt once
I had my fingers burnt twice
There must be the devil in me
That makes me play with fire
I gave way to temptation
That ain’t no awful crime
May god forgive my sins
Hell knows how I‘ve tried
Dearly wish you were dead
How I hope it’s true
When all these haunted memories
Call me back to you
I had my fingers burnt once
I can’t erase these traces
Just torn your image to pieces
Hoping it would pass
Dearly wish you were dead
How I hope it’s true
When all these haunted memories
Call me back to you
how I clearly hate you now
I can plainly see the truth
When all these millions tears of rage
Remind me of you
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Feather
03:11
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She walks without goal
Leaving without warning
She walks without goal
Refusing compromises
Not afraid to fall
Just writing a new story
Main actress of her dreams
Trying to make it real
She walks on her own
Without any notion of time
She walks on her own
An never felt so fine
Once in her life
Light as a feather on a downy sea
Floating like a feather on a river of silk
She walks on her own
Painting new horizons
She walks on her own
Expecting nothing special
Taking today as it comes
Resting on her hands
As a new morning rises
On the palm of her hands
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flipsong Avignon, France
INFLUENCES
Anglaises, bien sûr : Kinks, Who, Beatles, small Faces & Pretty Things, le tout
saupoudré d’un soupçon de glam.
Un peu d’air New Yorkais aussi : Lou Reed, Elliott Murphy.
Plus proches de nous, on peut citer Pulp, Blur, Morrissey, Belle & Sebastian, Eels, mais également Elliott Smith, Jayhawks & Wilco.
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