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One Night Fifty Men Swam Away From God And Drowned...
In The Morning, The Abandoned God Dipped His Finger Into The Sea, Came Up With Fifty Souls And Pointed Towards Eternity...
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Song
02:04
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Oh, Dear! Oh, Me! Oh, My!
I Married The Pig’s Daughter! I Married the Pig’s Daughter! Why? Why? Why?
I Met Her In The Evening, In The Moon, In The Sky!
She Kissed Me In The Evening And Wed Me In Her Sty!
Oh, Dear! Oh, Me! Oh, My!
I Married The Pig’s Daughter! I Married The Pig’s Daughter! Why? Why? Why?
Because I Felt I Had Oughta!
Because I Was The One That Taught Her How To Love And How To Die!
And Tomorrow There’ll be No Sorrow, No, There’ll Be No Sorrow…
When I Take Her To The Slaughter! When I Take Her To The Slaughter! Why? Why? Why?
I Married The Pig’s Daughter! I Married The Pig’s Daughter! Why? Why? Why?
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Je Veux Une Vie ...
02:08
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Je Veux Une Vie En Forme D’Arete Sur Une Assiette Bleu
Je Veux Une Vie En Forme De Chose Au Fond D’Un Machin Tout Seul
Je Veux Une Vie En Forme De Sable Dans Des Mains
En Forme De Savate Molle, En Forme De Faridondaine
De Ramoneur, Ou De Lilas, De Terre Pleine De Cailloux
De Coiffeur Sauvage, Ou D’Edredon Fou…
Je Veux Une Vie En Forme De Toi, Et Je L’Ai,
Mais ça Ne Me Suffit Pas Encore, Je Ne Suis Jamais Content…
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Y A Du Soleil Dans La Rue,
J'Aime Le Soleil, Mais J'Aime Pas La Rue
Alors Je Reste Chez Moi
En Attendant Que Le Monde Vienne
Avec Ses Tours Dorées, Et Ses Cascades Blanches
Avec Ses Voix De Larmes...
Et Les Chansons Des Gens Qui Sont Gais
Ou Qui Sont Payés Pour Chanter...
Et Le Soir Il Vient Un Moment
Où La Rue Devient Autre Chose
Et Disparait Sous Le Plumage
De La Nuit Pleine De Peut-Etre
Et Des Reves De Ceux Qui Sont Morts
Alors, Je Descend Dans La Rue
Elle S'Etend Là Bas, Jusqu'à L'Aube
Une Fumée S'Etire Tout Pres
Et Je Marche Au Milieu De L'Eau Sèche
De L'Eau Reche, De La Nuit Fraiche
Le Soleil Reviendra Bientot...Le Soleil Reviendra Bientot...
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Incurable
04:32
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The Doctors Shake Their Heads, They Chain Around The Bed...
They’re Looking For A Reason To Why I’m Still Not Dead...
The Medicine’s Not Working, I Haven’t Slept For Days...
The Light Is Shone Right Through Me, The Skeleton Is Weighed...
Incurable, I’m Helpless...The Mind And Body Weak...
I Have So Much To Tell You, But I Can’t Seem To Speak...
Incurable, I’m Lonely, The City Empties Out...
I Live Inside The Shadow, The Shadow Of A Doubt...
The Cannons Fire Across Me, I Cannot Make The Trial,
The Seasons Crash Around Me, The Bones Are In Denial,
My Temper Is A Tower, The Church Will Not Provide,
You Close The Drawer Upon Me, I Am Unclassified...
Incurable, I’m Helpless...The Mind And Body Weak...
I Have So Much To Tell You, But I Can’t Seem To Speak...
Incurable, I’m Lonely, The City Empties Out...
I Live Inside The Shadow, The Shadow Of A Doubt...
The Romance Of The Season Is Wasted On The Weak
I Stayed In Bed Through Snowfall, I Tried To Get Some Sleep
Invisible, I’m Broken, The Spirit Has Moved
Words That Were Unspoken, I Cannot Live Without
Incurable, I’m Helpless...The Mind And Body Weak...
I Have So Much To Tell You, But I Can’t Seem To Speak...
Incurable, I’m Lonely, The City Empties Out...
I Live Inside The Shadow, The Shadow Of A Doubt...
A Strange Light Beckons Me This Way, A Strange Life Beckons Me This Way...
A Strange Light Beckons Me This Way, A Strange Life Beckons Me This Way...
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Pourquoi Que Je Vis
01:41
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Pourquoi Que Je Vis…Pourquoi Que Je Vis…
Pourquoi Que Je Vis… Pourquoi Que Je Vis…
Pour La Jambe Jaune D’Une Femme Blonde
Appuyée Au Mur Sous Le Plein Soleil
Pour La Voile Ronde D’Un Pointu Du Port, Pour L’Ombre Des Stores
Le Café Glacé Qu’On Boit Dans Un Tube
Pour Toucher le Sable, Voir Le Fond De L’Eau
Qui Devient Si Bleu, Qui Descend Si Bas
Avec les Poissons, Les Calmes Poissons
Ils Paissent Le Fond, Volent Au-Dessus Des Algues Cheveux
Comme Zoizeaux Lents, Comme Zoizeaux Bleus
Pourquoi Que Je Vis… Pourquoi Que Je Vis…
Pourquoi Que Je Vis… Pourquoi Que Je Vis…
Parce Que C’est Joli…
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Wonderful Nightmare
02:34
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It Was Midnight, I Was Alone...
The Window Was Closed, I Felt Lonely...
I Looked Outside, Stars Were Sad...
The Wind Stroked The Flowers With Passion...
It Was So Dark, I Was (So) Afraid...
The Sky Was Bright, But Far Like A Wish...
I Was Sleeping (Away), I Was Dreaming...
I Felt A Stranger...On The Edge Of This World Full Of Greed...
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Red Iron Man
03:31
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Red Iron Man (From Mars)
(I’m) Just Talking About A Man
What Can I Do, To Be ?
I Live At Space Night
Some People Hate Her, I Don’t
Indifference Is In Me
She’s Like Cancer, (She) Eats You Alive
Like Packman Ate Your Brain
Beauty Is Like Disease
Keep Away And You Will Never Be Sick
We Are…We Are...We Are...We Are...
Gladiators From Mars....Gladiators From Mars....
Gladiators From Mars....Gladiators From Mars....
Red Iron Man, Did You Put Down It?
Magnet Our Enemy, We’ll Never Decay...
You Live On My Balls, But I’m Indifferent
'cause I’m Made Of Iron...
You Can Kill Me Just Polishing My Cock
Keep Away Your Magnetic Cunt, Nevermind! Whatever!
We’ll Sacrifice Our Lives For Our Planet,
In The Name Of Magnetic Cunt!
Gladiators From Mars....Gladiators From Mars....
Gladiators From Mars....Gladiators From Mars....
Red Iron Man, Did You Put Down It?
Magnet Our Enemy, We’ll Never Decay...
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Song To The Siren
03:12
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Long Afloat On Shipless Oceans...
I Did All My Best To Smile...
'til Your Singing Eyes And Fingers Drew Me Loving Into Your Isle...
And You Sang: "Sail To Me, Sail To Me,
Let Me Unfold You"
Here I Am, Here I Am, Waiting To Hold You...
Did I Dream You Dreamed About Me? Were You Hare When I Was Fox?
Now My Foolish Boat Is Leaning, Broken Lovelorn On Your Rocks...
For You sang: "Touch Me Not, Touch Me Not, Come Back Tomorrow"
Oh, My heart, Oh, My heart Shies From The Sorrow...
I'm As Puzzled As The Oyster, I'm As Troubled As The Tide...
Should I Stand Amid The Breakers?
Should I Lie With Death, My Bride?
Hear Me Sing: "Swim To Me, Swim To Me, Let Me Unfold You"
"Here I Am. Here I Am, Waiting To Hold You"
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J'Aimerais ...
03:28
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J’Aimerais…J’Aimerais…Devenir Un Grand Poète…
Et Les Gens Me Mettraient Plein De Laurier Sur La Tete…
Mais Voilà, Je N’ai Pas Assez De Gout Pour les Livres
Et Je Songe Trop à Vivre, Et Je Pense Trop Aux Gens
Pour etre Toujours Content De N’écrire Que Du Vent…
Tout a été Dit Cent Fois, Et Beaucoup Mieux Que Par Moi
Aussi Quand J’écris Des Vers,
C’est Que ça M’Amuse
C’est Que ça M’Amuse, C’est Que ça M’Amuse
Et Je Vous Chiez Au Nez...
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