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Mon age encore moins Je suis pour tout dire Un bon citoyen J'admets sans replique Ce qu'on m'a enseigne Je sais qu'en Amerique Dieu est a nos cotes
In natural selection I've avoided all detection And the tender bits underneath All with window dressing and calculated guessing And a bark bigger than
Well she grabbed me and asked me, If I had a name, She told me she was interested to see, If I could play the game, She said her name was victory, She
De l'autre cote de la rue Elle a de l'argent, une maison, des voitures Des draps en soie, des bijoux, des fourrures De l'autre cote de la rue Y'a une
Are you willing to choose what I have in my mind? Say it loud, with a voice of no reason in mind I suppose this question will be answered And I suppose
A fear of falling, a fear that I could From a place high above my stars, well I would Be a liar to say I'm not scared anymore With a fear of falling on
A photograph that's signed with love old records and one empty glove Why did you leave so many things to tear at my heart strings Odds and ends bits and
Maybe we're the lucky ones 'Cause we can choose to turn it off Maybe we're the lonely ones 'Cause we decide to shield what's soft I'm sure you'll
My heart's getting bigger So I need a new pant size When you're the tower of strength People climb up your backside So you don't stay that way too long
Hey, there, little earth girl Would you like to take a whirl In my little flying saucer? We'll read Chaucer And cruise through the stellar plasma fields
Swords and pens and tears and blood Emotion, demotion and skin that's so tough If I can live through this then that is enough Learn and earn devotion
Now I rush to the finger of light I guess I tore my head off I hope there's something waiting for me To make my exit payoff Taste and smell and touch
Sail into the holy land Stick your flag in the air Metal dressed up conquerer Make murder everywhere Put your sword in the stone And leave it there '
I don?t know the same things you don?t know I don?t know, I just don?t know And I forget the same things you forget But you predict what surely hasn?t
A city cloaked in orange Glowing, heavy clouds All the belches of indigestion Weigh heavy all around A small car buzzing down a wide road Drifting out
