Devotchkas - Live Fast...Die Young. Cd 2001, Punkore Records. 
PSEUDO-PERSONALITY
You pick out some friends and to them you'll cling
Then you wait and see who next week will bring
You choose your friends wisely to take you to the top
You climb the social ladder and don't know when to stop
[Chorus:]
Suck 'em in and spit them outt
Hats what you're all about
The time will come, won't be long
People will notice somethings' going wrong
Shit on people and they soon will seeyou have a pseudo-personality
You stumbled into punk and saw your way in
Doing anything you could to fit in
You lead people on and they fall in your trap
You get what you need and you leave them flat
[Chorus]
You're outta control and all I've got to say
Is what goes around comes around one day
One step at a time you're knocking people down
Look at your nose-its turning brown
[Chorus]
It won't be long, just wait and see
People are gonna' notice how fake you can be
Their gonna' realize you're nothing but a fluke
Stop what you're doing-you're making people puke
[Chorus x2]
THE WICKED HEART
I was young and so naive
Wearing my heart on my sleeve
And so I gave it to you
Now left in pieces like broken jewels
You just up and left me here
For rot-gut gin and cheap beer
But I'm over crying and into fits
Sad to see you go, you piece of shit
Chorus:]
I have a wicked heart because of you
Now hate is all that I can do
I have a wicked heart because of you
Now hate is all I'll ever do
Endless tears I cried for years
Your endless bottoms of empty beers
Smiling with your drink in hand
To think I once called you a "real man"
I was always 2nd best, but what could I do?
When you loved a bottle and I loved YOU
[Chorus]
It makes me sick to think I cared
Knowing you were never there
And you'll go on, what will you be?
Never again a part of me
With empty hearts and open hands
You will hold your tainted stance
Remember me when you fall apart
Because you gave me this wicked heart
[Chorus x2]
NEGATIVE REACTION
You like to mock us but don't you know
You're just like the rest-you're society's clone
And just like a product on a shelf
You can be bought or you can be sold
[Chorus]
But your negative reaction
Won't bring me down
No matter what you say or do
I'll keep standing my ground
You love to point fingers and yet just the same
Whats unique about you when you're a pawn in a game
Just like a window-front mannequin
Your face has no identifiable name
[Chorus]
I don't agree with how you think-you tell me I'm not right
You judge the book by the cover without a peek inside
You've got an ignorant answer for everything I do
You've got a chip on your shoulder and a bad attitude
[Chorus]
PUSHED TO THE LIMIT
He was a young boy in school
all the kids played him a fool
a quiet boy, no friends at all
he tried to fit but still felt small
Fucked up family-nowhere to turn
Kept his feelings inside-soon he'd learnt
his boy was always left alone
maybe things would be OK if someone had known
[Chorus]
Pushed to the limit
with nowhere to go
what did they do to make this boy blow?
Pushed to the limit
what a surprise
this quiet lonely boy-and 5 kids have died
Everyday he was pushed even more
holding it in, his hatred soared
The kids at school, hurting his pride
everyone ignored him-pushed him aside
They called him a loser, knocked him aroun
dall of 'em pushed him to the ground
He tried to defend himself and failed
til one day the thoughts in his mind prevailed
[Chorus]
Next day at school he had a gun
kids continued pushing and making fun
not knowing what he had planned
they didn't notice the gun in his hand
Victims of their own demise
one by one he stared in their eyes
He pulled the gun and shot 'em all
and laughed to himself as he watched em fall
[Chorus x2]
LIVE FAST DIE YOUNG
Boy with no name, he was only 18
Never loved too much
Hated the monarchy
Yes he hated the queen
Real antisocial and he acted real mean
Was he in a dream?
Dowsing her lights was in
In his dreams
Rumpa, rumpa, rumpa, hey, hey
Rumpa, rumpa
Rumpa, rumpa, rumpa, hey, hey
Rumpa, rumpa
So full of hate and full of fury
To tell you a story
You would say
He was a one man jury
Catalog of anger posted through your door
Your door, your door, your door
Your door, your door, your door
Stole a gun and he stole a car
Oh boy, oh boy
With no pretty polly he would go far
Down to London where the bright lights are
Lights are, lights are, lights are
And I say
The mission his decision
He took out the gun
On that fateful day
The winds blew cold, the sky turned grey
He pointed the gun
And then he pulled the trigger
The message that he would now deliver
TRAVEL IN PACKS
Here you come looking to fight
making sure to ruin the night
thinking everyones full of fear
when really no one wants you here
coming to shows in a pack
you have to make sure you have back
I look and see how pathetic you are
the way you live, you won't get far
[Chorus]
You travel in packs cuz' you can't fight alone
You travel in packs-all of eachother's clones
You travel in packs-you have small dicks
You travel in packs-you make me sick
Knock him down, kick him in the face
all of you one steady pace
look at that-you made him bleed
Off of this is how you feed
call your friends to come around
so you can knock him to the ground
you're all ready to attack
just as long as he's held back
[Chorus]
Look and see the people you harrass
then when confronted, you'll kiss ass
you have a different view everytime
and you'll never be a friend of mine
what the fuck are you're politics?
you like keeping them a secret
You say its about American pride
get off the fence and pick a side
[Chorus]
All of you with something to prove
always ready to make a move
but you know if it's one on one
you would be the first to run
I think its funny when you act tough
you'll all leave when it gets rough
how do you think you're cool
when we all know that your a bunch of fools?
[Chorus x2]
WHAT HAPPENED?
One person talks a lot of shit and everyone listens
another speaks the truth and no one cares
the scene is nothing but blank stares
no one has a mind of their own
[Chorus]
What happened to the music?
I can't hear it!
What happened to the unity?
I can't see it!
What's happened to the scene? It's all lies...
The lies are spreading fast like a nasty disease
the kids are gonna' agree just to appease
you're all full of shit and I don't care
You can take your rumours and shove 'em up your ass
[Chorus]
Who are you to judge-you're not a king
Sit on your throne but you'll be alone
Don't let your ego soar cuz' no ones listening
you're gonna' be the one who's left behind
[Chorus]
This whole things gonna' blow up in your face
Everyones gonna' realize you're a disgrace
you think you've got the scene by the collar
But people will realize and stop being followers
[Chorus]
You think you've got the scene under your wing
but things aren't always as they seem
it's slipping from your fingers as I speak
You're gonna' realize your way too weak
[Chorus]
TRANSPARENT CREED
You preach with such conviction
but your life mirrors contradiction
daddy foots the bill
sas you live a life of priveleged frills
buying hair dye with mommy's visa card
yet you bitch that life is so hard
with a punker-than-thou attitude
you hide behind a facade to elude
[Chorus:]
You're a simple book to read
with your transparent creed
Your facade recedes
to your front-we do heed.
Sent to an ivy league school
only to come out a corporate fool
one day sporting daddy's benz
next day your politi-punk stance condescends
your opinions are ineffectual
you're a phoney pseudo-intellectual
out to prove yourself with verbal affrays
but your prescence here is just a phase
[Chorus]
You make attempts to theorize
with motives contrived to criticize
you'll find ways to falsly justify your guise
to explain to yourself your lies
you'll be gone in two years-an accurate prediction
and elsewhere you'll live out a life of fiction
family money affords your fleeting radical views
but nothing can buy you true virtues
[Chorus][Repeat 1st Verse][Chorus x2]
GONE CRAZY
Violence isn't an answer to problems you've got
but people sure use the excuse here alot
If you don't like someone or how they look
show 'em your hatred with a left hook
How silly is this shit-its making me sick
ruining fun by acting like pricks
I look around and see so much gone wrong
how much longer can this crap go on?
[Chorus:]
Has everyone all gone crazy?
I think everyone's all gone crazy!
Has everyone all gone crazy?
I think I'm going-gone-CRAZY!
You pay eights bucks to get into the show
but it gets cut off early cuz theres a fight-way to go!
I'm tired of calling it an early night
because some tough bonehead went picking a fight
Someone once called your friend you now call a foe
so you "even the score" by striking a blow
this petty nonsense is giving punk a bad name
and hooligans like you are putting good kids to shame
[Chorus]
How many more kids do you have to drop?
how many more venues will close before this stops?
How many more good times must come to a halt?
you can't even answer cuz' you know you're at fault
[Chorus]
HER LOVE IS INNOCENCE
When they 1st met, he swept her off her feet
with a boyish smile, acting so sweet
They talked alot-got along really well
little did she know-she was entering his hell
Her love grew stronger with every day
She'd always wish he'd never change in any way
as time passed on he started to change
The innocence left him-he was becoming so strange
[Chorus:]
Her love is innocen
cehe took her by surprise
her love is innocence
in her weakness he prides
her love is innocence
love will always be blind
her love is innocence
trying to break from his bind
[Extra Verse]
things were going great
he was liked by her friends
he made her happys
he never wanted it to end
the days went by
and the closer they got
in her open heart
she gave him a special spot
Perfect in others eyes
if they'd only known more
like what went on behind his closed doors
he hid it well by trying to act so cute
scared for herself she had to remain mute
with his short temper he was always ready to snap
with no conscience he'd set up his trap
she always kept quiet-scared of what he might do
he made her sick, left her black and blue
[Chorus]
She tried to leave but she was scared of his threats
he was relentless and he never had any regrets
he'd push her around and then laugh in her face
held her at knifpoint to show her his place
wheres that sweet boy
she had met years before?
she didn't understand as he knocked her to the floor
she picked herself up and left him behind
all he has left
is his warped and twisted mind
[Chorus]
LIKE ANIMALS
A grey sky falls on blood-soaked land where children used to play
theres no more laughter in the air-its all been blown away
The bodies burn in the sun as you just march on by
so handsome in your unifroms, but you bat not an eye
[Chorus:]
Like animals
gun-toting freak
scracked-up in cami
minds so weak
possesed like zombies in the night
all you want's to kill and fight
[Spoken:]
"..your politics and policies, have left children without families...
but you can't wash the blood from your hands..
and giving you the 'right to kill' and a loaded gun will not make you a man..."
Like life-sized G.I. Joe's you go-programmed to kill
trained to massacre other human beings at will
so well trained, with guns aimed-you rip 'em up with no remorse
you don't hesitate to pull the trigger-it's just a matter of course
[Chorus]
[Spoken ]
Your minds poisoned to think it just
to leave children dead in the dust
Oh my soldier hero! Bodies 'round the place...
when it's time to come home how can you look me in the face?
The body count rises, your conscience falls but you don't even care at all
[Chorus]
POOGLY
We sat in the Korova Milkbar making up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening, a dlip dark chill winter bastard though dry.
What they sold there was milk plus something else.
They had no license for selling liquor, but there was no law yet against prodding some of the new veshches which they used to put into the old moloko, so you could peet it with vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom or one or two other veshches which would give you a nice quiet horrorshow fifteen minutes admiring Bog And All His Holy Angels and SAints in your left shoe with lights bursting all over your mozg.
There were three devotchkas sitting at the counter all together, but there were four of us malchicks and it was usually like all for all and one for one.
These sharps were dressed in the heighth of fashion too, with purple and green and orange wigs on their gullivers, each one not costing less than three or four weeks of those sharps' wages, i should reckon, and make-up to match (rainbows round the glazzies, that is, and the rot painted very wide).
Then they had long black very straight dresses, and on the groody part of them they had little badges of like silver with different malchicks' names on them - Joe and Mike and suchlike.
These were supposed to be the names of different malchicks they'd spatted with before they were fourteen.
There was a doddery starry schoolmaster type veck, glasses on and his rot open to the cold nochy air. He looked a malenky bit poogly, then he-- hahaha.
What the fuck does "poogly" mean?
I dunno but this Anthony Burgess guy sure seems to like it.
miércoles, 31 de marzo de 2010
Devotchkas "Live Fast ... Die Young"
Devotchkas "Anihilation"
Devotchkas - Live Fast...Die Young. Cd 200, Punkore Records.
ONE-SIDED SOCIETY
You've got a problem, I'm so sick of you
You're always telling me what to do
I'm not perfect, I know my flaws
But you're not gonna be the one who lays down my laws
Just because we don't see eye to eye
That doesn't mean I'll take your fuckin' lies
One sided society,
If you don't believe in the same thing
you're left out, you see
one sided society,
Point your finger at yourself
Before you point it at me,
Before you do accuse me, take a look at yourself
You've got the problem here, not anyone else
I don't need them and I don't need you
So what the fuck are you trying to prove
[Chorus]
We can't play this and we can't play that
You're the fucking biggot as a matter of fact
I don't give a fuck if we can't play your shows
Try explaining yourself, you never come to us, I know.
DISSAPOINTED
There used to be a time when I thought you were a friend
There used to be a time when the fun would never end
Here one day, gone the next
Forget the past, it's the best bet
Friendly faces, turned insane
Don't take it personally, it was them who changed
Disappointed in every way, every time i see you,
you turn away
Disappointed in every way, every time I see you,
you don't know what to say
Every time i see you, it's a different way to be
The way i look at you, the way you look at me
You piss me off with the way you are
What a disappointment even though i'm so far
away is where i want to live
Because I always knew you had nothing to give
Chance after chance to be a man
You let me down, and this is how I stand
I don't understand the things you do
I don't understand what you're trying to prove
To a later day I hold the future
But I know that nothing good will suit you.
HIP HOP KIDS
I hate hip hop kids, I hate their fucking noise
I hate the hip hop girls and I hate the hip hop boys
They want to stare you down when you're walking down the street
They want to have a laugh because your style doesn't meet
Hip hop music, what a laugh, god I hope that shit won't last
Baggy clothes, fucked up limp, they think it's cool to act like a pimp
I hate hip hop girls
I hate hip hop boys
I hate hip hop kids
I hate hip hop noise
Way of life, there is no pride
Who fucking cares if Tupac died
I don't care, white or black, this song is not a racial attack
But I will still have my say, hip hop kids: go away!
Work a day of life, most of them have never heard of that
Government check, parents sitting home, getting fat
Don't give a fuck what you've got to say
Always with an attitude, when they pass they feel you should pay
ANNIHILATION
We all know it's like a game
Pieces of flesh involved in pain
Day after day, same old thing
Try different lives but always the same
Have the time of your lives
One more day 'till another dies
We all know it's bound to come
But who would have guessed, the other side would have won
Playing life like a movie, everone's got their role
Some make it big, the others pay the toll
Time has come to stay alive
Annihilation of our kind
The scene is dying, maybe its dead
Just another fucker you wanna kick in the head
Try to find piece of mind
Keep on trying, its hard to find
People fuck you over the first chance they get
Never trust no one, my mind is set
Believe what you will, try believing in me
I'll tyr to take you ther to make you see
Stop the bull shit, enough is enough
Try to be so hard but I called your bluff.
SORRY
I won't say sorry for what I've done
I won't say sorry for having fun
I won't take the blame
And I ain't gonna be ashamed
I won't say sorry for what I've done
I won't say sorry for having fun
Shout it out
Shout it out
I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I won't say sorry to you
If you think I will, You know what you can do and
I won't apologize
And I won't put up with any of your lies
I won't say sorry to you
You can stuff that where you want to
Shout it out
Shout it out
I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I won't say sorry for the way I act
I won't say sorry for it and that is a fact
I won't say sorry at all
I won't say sorry 'cause it makes me feel small
I won't say sorry for the way I act
I won't say sorry for it and that's a fact
Shout it out
Shout it out
I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
OI! TOY
Knew you from school- Over seven years
Never heard of nothing- Graduated Student-Council queer
Now you wanna hang
Got a skinhead boy to show all her friends
She's an Oi! Toy
Oi! Toy, Oi! Toy
You never knew shit
Oi! Toy, Oi! Toy
When you gonna quit?
Wears Fred Perry's and flight patches too
Doc Marten boots instead of her old trendy shoes
Kisses ass to hang with the girls at the shows
All the Oi music she thinks she knows
High School talk shit is her game
Thinking that her lies will gain her fame
Oi! toy, Oi! toy
Never knew shit
Oi! toy, Oi! toy
When you gonna quit
She's an Oi! Toy, Oi! toy
Never knew shit
Oi! toy, Oi! toy
Better wise up or you're gonna get hit
SHIT FOR DREAMS
Never to be happy seems the way it's meant to be
Violence all around me- Now violence part of me
Chosen few get to have it all
While the rest of us always take the fall
We get shit for our dreams
Shit for our love
Shit for our jobs and
Shit for who we are
Shit for our dreams
Shit for our love
Shit for our future and
Shit for who we are
There's nothing here left, why can't you see
Everything I've had you've taken from me
Hope for a future, future for what
An upper class job- raping the buck
We get shit for our dreams
Shit for our love
Shit for our jobs and
Shit for who we are
Shit for our dreams
Shit for our love
Shit for our family and
Shit for who we are
I don't what's right for me
I don't what I'm supposed to be
All I know is for those I care for best
Take what you can, never settle for less
I'll be okay, I've done it all before
Just another breather to be going back for more
We get shit for our dreams
Shit for our love
Shit for our jobs and
Shit for who we are
Shit for our dreams
Shit for our love
Shit for our family and
Shit for who we are
SHIT FOR DREAMS
DAMAGED GOODS
We see her cum around
Looking like a busted hound
She cums to all the shows
Ready to take off her clothes
For any guy in a band
As her pride slips her hand
She's got crabs
She's got the drip
She's a whore
She's damaged goods
She's got herpes
She's got aids
She's got it all
She's damaged goods
She always walks down the street
Acting like she's so sweet
But the truth we all know
She's nothing but an easy ho
If she only understood that
All she is, is damaged goods
She's a loose legged bitch
She only comes around to suck dick
Guys get her with ease
As she spreads a nasty disease
She should be tested 'cause
She must be infested
COOPERS IN FORCE
Coppers in Force
Coppers are out in force tonight
Better look out, better keep em in sight
Don't know what they'll bust us for
Doesn't really matter, you'll be out the door
Coppers are out
Coppers are out
Coppers are out in force tonight
Piss on them for the shit they cause
Fuck 'em all for their fucked up laws
Doesn't matter what you say
You're always on the wrong & Now it's your time to pay
MR.SCHOOL PSYCHOLOGY
Sitting in his office behind his desk
Harvard badge on the wall- thinks he's the best
A smile on his face to seem like he cares
I'm just another troubled youth holding back her tears
What do you see when you're looking at me
Mr. School Psychology!
You haven't said nothing to make me see
Mr. School Psychology!
He brings you inside as he closes the door
Just another statistic to even the score
He asks his question, he asks you to reply
When its all said and done it was you who feels defied
What do you see when you're looking at me
Mr. School Psychology!
You haven't said nothing to make me see
Mr. School Psychology!
Went to school day after day
Got plenty of looks, but they got nothing to say
Plenty of friends known long years ago
No longer speak cause you're no more part of the show
What do you see when you're looking at me?
Mr. School Psychology!
You haven't said nothing to make me see
Mr. School Psychology!
miércoles, 10 de marzo de 2010
SpringtOifel "Sex & Droogs & Rock 'n' Roll"
SpringtOifel "Sex & Droogs & Rock 'n' Roll" LP/CD (1995) Walzwerk Records.
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miércoles, 3 de marzo de 2010
Hetairoi/Paris Violence "Indoctum Iuga Ferre"
Hetairoi/Paris Violence "Indoctum Iuga Ferre", 12", (2006) True Force Records/Hetairoi Records.
HETAIROI
ABRIENDO UN CAMINO
Pisando un sendero solitario al despertar,
Esquivar los cuchillos que te lanzan por detrás,
Enfrentado a un destino, sintiéndote un lobo herido
Destrozando viejos mitos, si soñar está prohibido
Fue la primera canción, una antigua añoranza,
Es la última canción, un grito de esperanza.
Vamos abriendo un camino, que nos lleve a algún lado,
Vamos abriendo camino, al ver todo desolado.
Un camino vamos abriendo,
Al ver todo desolado.
Las oscuras nubes henchidas de llanto van
Lágrimas derraman, creando estela al caminar,
Borrando las huellas de los años al pasar,
Rompamos esquemas, y no miremos atrás.
Un camino vamos abriendo.
Un camino, nuestro propio camino.
ESTIGIA
Izamos nuestras velas un nublado mes de Abril
En un cerrar de ojos estábamos allí, con las parkas frente a frente
El desastre era inminente
Cruel destino imposible de huir.
Duras vidas sumergidas en la proa que se hunde,
A los cuatro vientos la agonía se difunde,
Mensajes al olvido, de cuerpos ya inertes,
Desde que nacimos avocados a la muerte.
Abandonados en la Estigia
Una venganza que nunca hallará final
Abandonados en la Estigia
Vagando sin rumbo por toda la eternidad
Prisioneros del destino dura carga a soportar
Que desgasta y con el tiempo llega a desequilibrar,
Lejos quedó el Elisio sin ver el horizonte,
Designios de los dioses rechazados por Caronte
Abandonados… Mensejes al olvido,
Abandonados… De cuerpos ya inertes
Abandonados… Desde que nacimos,
Abandonados… Avocados a la muerte.
ULTIMA PARADA
La cadena que se ha roto solo queda mi eslabón
Me encuentro sólo en este mar de desazón,
No se la hora, ni el día ni el lugar,
Ya se agota la cordura y es hora de actuar.
Los cuerpos fríos de mis viejos camaradas
Me sirven de parapeto, trágica esta barricada.
Callado como un cadáver, acechando en la emboscada,
Esperando en la estación, será mi última parada.
Espérame, que volveré, juro que a tu lado permaneceré.
Espérame, regresaré, juro que algún día contigo me reuniré.
Observando el horizonte, veo el sol caer,
No sé si mañana llegaré al amanecer
La sangre y la tinta se mezclan en el papel,
Va cediendo la tormenta, y en la lucha no hay cuartel
Ya se agota la cordura y es hora de actuar
Esperando en la estación será mi última parada
Va cediendo la tormenta y en la lucha no hay cuartel
Esperando en la estación será mi última parada.
PARIS VIOLENCE
L’INFERNAL SYMPHONIE
Tu te réveilles seul parmi les draps froissés
Le corps ankylosé des plaisirs de la veille
Pensant comme toujours dans ton demi-sommeil
C’est si vrai : post coitum animal triste
Sata mène la danse
De l’humaine misère
Rit de nos défailances
Comme de nos prières
Rien ne ressemble plus au sexe que le sexe
Il est si machinal, l’instict qui nous excite
Le plaisir es mesquin, le désir hypocrite
On rêve d’absolu et on jette un kleenex
Et pourtat on dirait qu’ils sont heureux, les autres
Dans la sempiternelle fange où ils s vautrent
On dirait qu’ils sont fiers d’être l’atome infime
D’un glacial univers immerse et anonyme
Pourquoi parler d’amour quand il n’y a que la fesse
Luxure mécanique aux émos frelatés
Onb se croit presque un dieu à l’instant où l’on n’est
Qu’un vulgaire animal perpétuant l’espèce
QUI M’AIME ME SUIVE
Marib rejeté par les flots
Ou bien capitaine au long cours
Chacun de nous est un héros
Ou un débris selon les jours
Assumer ses propres fiblesses
Comme sa force, c’est pareil
Tant qu’on les transcende sasn cesse
Pur s’élever jusqu’au soleil
Je suis ce que je suis
Qu’importe votre avis
Quoi qu’il arrive
Qui m’aime me suive !
Je suis lourd, égoiste et vain
En un mot un vrai être humain
Mais ce qui est gravé dans mon coeur
Je sais mourir pour son honneur
Qu’importe d’être un demi-dieu
Si on l’est du fond de son pieu
La foi est toujours une erreur
Mais la vide encor plus trompeur
La léthargie des beaux espoirs
Ou l’energie du désespoir
D’après toi laquelle des deux
Te fait sincère et courageux
Mais qu’importe ce à quoi tu crois
Du moment que cette croyance
Est avant tout croyance en toi
CENDRES ET POUSSIÈRE
Des poussières d’instants dans le vide éternel
Faut-il toujours brûlers ce qu’on a adoré
Au bords de quels lagons au fond de quels archipels
Nos bateaux ivres morts iront-ils dériver
Tout près de la noyade, battu par l’ouragan
Et pourtant chaque fois malgré tout échouant
Sur de nouveaux rivages et de vieux continents
Portés par la marée, purifiés par le vent
(Estribillo)
Triste vacarme
Le roulis incessant de nos mortes pensées
Un océan de larmes
Nos Waterloo futurs, nos Austerlitz passés
Une croix à porter, de la pousière à mordre
Des déserts où hurler, des calvaires où prier
Les index sur les tempes on veut mettre de l’ordre
Et oublier le goût des vieilles voluptés
Quelques lieux échangistes sans grand-chose en échange
Quelques lieux solitaires pour fuir la tendresse
Regretter sa vertu, faire saigner les anges
Et pour mater son cul rajouter une pièce
Tout retour es pénible mais certains plus que d’autres
On n’est pas tous les jours un Richard Coeur de Lion
Du haut des tours de garde on recompte les nôtres
C’est toujours plus rapide que de compter les moutons
Et encore la poussière sur nos moments heureux
Le souvenir d’un corps, la lumière d’automne
At la poussière encore, et le deuil douloureux
D’un sourire apaisé, d’un regard de Madone
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