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Mickey Willis
04:09
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When I was young
I was throw & found in the rubbish chute
Someone wanted to get rid of me
The problem’s that the baby’s safe
I am Bernie
I’m 29, nearly 32, I’m a deputy
There is Momo my cat
Which is also a feline
Me too I like flowers
For my bathroom, where is Mum
I pretty like Hyenas
Protect you when danger’s around
The other day
Went to the D.A.S.S. to get my file back
They refused, well, they don’t know me
But they know what’s good for me
Nightmares are bad
The suckers opposite have rapted my dad
For he was an US wealthy bloke
There was a plan to knock him out
Everybody tells me many jives
But why are they so cynical ?
I got money like everyone
I don’t get the story’s point
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2. |
Pray Dick Table
02:40
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During those past weeks
We’ve ignored few things
Which were yet so fucking obvious
Once realized
It was high time to react
I saw their chubby cheeks turned red
From the very beginning, I did know
This game was bound to end astray
Yeah, from the early stages
Each boring day
And yet we’ve carried on
Thinking about the best
Behavior to adopt
So truly trying to reach the top
It seemed as if my point of view
Was not that clear
Indeed astonishing to hear
From the very beginning, I did know
This game was bound to end astray
Yeah, from the early stages
Each boring day
And yet we’ve carried on
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3. |
Split
02:50
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Striking images
Frantic passions in my head
Lost & remote sins
Coming from beyond the grave
If I did as I feel I should ...
Going on in my state’s too rude
Strange awakening
The same pain’s retaliation
Subsequent feelings
Unusual disatisfaction
“ Leave us & don’t ever come back
You may trigger a curse, a crack ”
It’s getting dark so suddenly
Strangers are dancing around me
Do have the guts to be fair
Never put any trust in me
Following the example
of all those unhappy outcomes
Back to my boyhood
Where did I make my first mistakes ?
Dive in my childhood
Did I meet her in the wrong place ?
Anyway, see the damage done
Depressive daughters, brittle sons
It’s getting dark so suddenly
Strangers are dancing around me
Do have the guts to be fair
You never put any trust in me
Following the example
Of all those unhappy outcomes
Of all those unhappy outcomes
Depressive daughters, brittle sons
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4. |
Patty's Lunchtime
02:50
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The story I’m gonna tell you
Is not really false, is not really true
You have to see what you wanna believe
I met Patty on a Saturday
She told me I just want to see
If I’ve been told is really what
You do when you’re with a lonely virgin
You do when you’re with a lonely bitch
She’s the kind of girl you cannot dislike
She is the witch haunting my dreams
Take care of the hour of Patty’s lunchtime
When I came into her pinky room
I felt like a fucking french frie
Between teddy bears and rock posters
There was an (army) torture equipment
She made me perspire like never before
All I wanted was to make her see
Why my girlfriends called me Rocco Silfreddy
I didn’t want such a party
She’s the kind of girl I’m gonna dislike
She is the witch haunting my dreams
Now I know what is Patty’s Lunchtime
The story I have just told you
Is not really false, is not really true...
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5. |
Born To Obey
02:41
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Please, don’t consider me
As mad as all these men around
I’m standing here by chance
I am lost in the ignorance
Don’t judge me as if I was
A second - rate mind
The people who reared me
Left me as I was nine
Never scared or frigthened
In my cold mind there’s a lack of sun
Thoughts lost in the nonsense
JMLP offered me a brand new way of life
He taught me how to be
Useful for the Nation
So I shaved my head
And I went to buy the card
Belonging now
To the greatest pathetic show
Never scared or frigthened
In my cold mind there’s a lack of sun
Thoughts lost in the nonsense
I am spending most of
My weeks among my friends
They are all like me
They were born just to obey
But obviously, the leaders
Are the much to blame
This is from them that the immorality came
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6. |
Inner Wound
02:40
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He once knew a girl
They used to love each other deeply
But they stopped some years ago
Unfortunately
And since that day, he can’t stand
Seeing her with other men
Well he’s just lost his happiness
And it’s so hard
To get in touch with her
Without saying a word
About the feeling of his love
It’s as if death were just above
He feels no more confident
Spending his time wondering why
Girls never made him happy
His life’s a sad love story
If only he could come back
Somewhere in his bloody past
Just as the leathal moment
When he said ‘yes’ to his Blond
He’s always believed
Remaining alone could be well
But how boring it is everyday
To use one’s hand
They planned to stay together
Why the fuck does he still want her ?
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7. |
Cabbage Pottage
01:43
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8. |
Hunt's Point
01:58
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Deserted streets
The ‘Stars & Stripes’ is far
This quarter’s not part of the town
Urban sump
Drug & beaches on the streets
Here the masters are the gangs
In one fell swoop
Several lorries arrive
And the girls get out of their holes
For a few bucks
So they can buy a dose
They hope they are still nice enough
They just look like refugees
But at the Town Hall
They let the drudgeries... down!
All with specious backgrounds
Easier to deal with a gang
Than with a bank
Deserted streets
The ‘Stars & Stripes’ is near
The ugly ramshackled houses
Urban sump
Better to ignore
The outcasts of the society
They just look like refugees
But at the Town Hall
They let the drudgeries... down!
All with specious backgrounds
Easier to deal with a gang
Than with a bank
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9. |
Owe You
03:22
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My darling, don’t blow up a fuse
Please stop screaming, it’s no use
You know I need to borrow your small things
But it’s no time to complain of it
Darling, where’s your hair drier ?
Darling, where are your curlers ?
Can you lend your eyeliner ?
Please, find me the eye shadow
Me, I have to pluck my eye brow
Quick, or I’ll miss the show !
I owe you a dozen brassière
I’ll buy you a brand new hairspray
Idem for your eyeliner
And so for your suspender belts
I swear to renew your wardrobe !
How many time did we speak of it ?
My job isn’t correct, politically speaking
But after all, don’t pill on the agony
In less of an hour, I’ll be on scene
Babe, gimme the evening dress
And your emerald necklace
I’m in such a state of stress
Your panties are all dirt
So gimme the leather knickers
I hope it will match my color
I owe you a dozen brassière
I’ll buy you a brand new hairspray
Idem for your eyeliner
And so for your suspender belts
Oh darling, I’m so sorry
There’s a ladder on your stockings
But in the end
There’s one thing I will never take
Well, it is your box of tampons !
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