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Big White Telephone
04:10
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Big white telephone
1 -
All in all, it all began
on my way home
When I was passing the bar
on the corner
There were Dam and Rico,
Joao do Brazil
Martin, Pierro, Jipiño,
JC and Phil
Refrain
Now I'm in my toilets
Bended on my knees
Talking to god on the…
Big white telephone
2 -
They hailed me accross the street,
come and join us
You would'nt dare to go
whithout a drink
Well, I parked my motor bike,
and pushed the bar's door
Say, hello there, is it still a little
beer left for me
3 -
We wetted our whistles
my friends and I
We spoke about all and nothing
had a bunch of laughs
We turn into bar flies
visiting the city
And beer after beer, we finally
built a better world
4 -
Finally when the bars closed up
we were really well-oiled
It seems it was too early for
some of us to go to bed
We went at one's home
who cares who it was
There were nothing left to drink
when we finally went hom
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2. |
Kooky Weather
03:53
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Kooky weather
1 -
The street is really silent,
Under this heavy smokey sky.
The wind's becoming violent,
Rain has been falling all the night.
The temperature is getting low,
The atmosphere is bittersweet.
Now the life seems to go-slow,
Nobody's out in the street.
Ref -
You've always been in love with fair weather,
Long hot summers, and short winters.
But now bad weather, always comes back sooner,
You hate that fuckin'… kooky weather !
2 -
It's not just a rainy sunday,
To you it sounds like a signal.
There wil be no more sunny days,
Autumn is here, once and for all.
I hear you complain about
The foul summer that we have had.
The lack of sun there's no doubt,
Turned your mood from good to bad.
3 -
You say that autumn will be ugly,
And that winter will be worse (the worst).
Because when summer is nasty,
It's just like if we've been cursed.
You remember with regrets,
The times when the whole summer
You were barbecuing whith your mates,
Without using a cover.
4 -
But next year it will be okay,
You won't stay here for summer.
You'll gonna sunbathe everyday,
And you'll do the same in winter.
The temperature will be fine
The atmosphere will be pleasant.
You will lay out in the sunshine.
After swimming in the torrent.
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3. |
Run Boy Run
05:17
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Run boy, run !
1 -
You are thrown to life screaming and bloody,
Life is very sweet, no memories until you're three.
Then you go to school and think that you are a big boy,
But you grow taller and then you change your kinda toy.
2 -
You think you're too young, and you wait to be eighteen,
You'll do all what you want, that's great, (well) you know what I mean.
You already imagine all what you'll be able to do.
But one day, you wake up and you're already twenty-two.
3 -
You plan to have a good job to get all you need before thirty,
Got a wife, two kids, a big house, two cars and pretty doggie.
The working life is boring, welcome to the everyday routine,
You're running on "e", man, don't look back it's the forties spleen.
4 -
You wait for your kids to fly solo and set you free, don't you ?
When fifty, you'll be able to do what you always wanted to.
In those days of nostalgic memory, you hope to be ageless,
But you're sixty now, you can't hide it, it's written on your face.
5 -
You want to be a retired person now, to travel the world around,
You think you have your life ahead, (but) are you sure to be so strong.
Coz' time is still moving fast, and before long you'll become ill.
You own your own zimmer, centenary, and you're waiting for you pill.
Refrain -
Run boy, run ! Run boy, run !
Life goes faster every day.
Run boy, run ! Run boy, run !
It won't slow down anyway.
You speed right into the wall,
(There will be) no escape at all.
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4. |
My Bride
04:13
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My bride (I miss you)
1 --
I'm running home after work, I'm late,
You have already gone to work my mate.
I don't feel welcomed in that empty home,
I feel sad and lonely, so I roam.
Ref --
I am not ashamed to tell you that I miss you,
That I would do anything to get you by my side.
I know that in the married life the sky is'nt always blue
But after so many years, you are still… my bride.
2 --
I'm unwilling to watch TV, alone.
Coz' it reminds me that you are gone.
The evenings seem to last for ever,
It's so different when we are together.
3 --
You (often) told me that I should appreciate,
To be whithout you at home, all quiet.
But I am quickly tired to be on my tod,
When you leave home to get on the road.
4 --
It is not that I hate to be alone,
I really love to stay on my own.
But you've been away for far too long,
And my loneliness is growing strong.
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5. |
Green Eyed Monster
05:33
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Green Eyed Monster
1-
We met…
We met on friday thirteenth,
It was the day…
The day before Valentine's.
We had life boiling under our skins,
We were bound to be more than friends.
We were beautiful, we were growing taller…
We were sure to always remain together…
2 -
Our life…
Our life was sweet and happy.
So what ?
Yeah what could we ask for more ?
We were young, and life was going lazy,
We had our brand new love to explore
We were so euphoric, life was going softer…
We were sure to always remain together…
3 -
Somehow…
Somehow, we were perfect lovers,
But sometimes…
Sometimes, you flew out of our bed.
I did'nt care, I was in such a loving fever,
And I was the one, so you said.
We were free, our love was going higher.
We were sure to always remain together…
Bridge -
We were sinless and invincible,
Nothing could ever endanger us.
You and me were just indivisible,
But the routine, but lassitude, but the
green eyed monster…
4 -
So once…
So once, I chose to leave for ever,
Coz' our love…
Our love was no longer your worry.
You didn't even see me starting over…
You were probably merely too busy.
But we were sure to be forever lovers…
Yes, we were sure to always remain together…
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Riding with Pat in a 1981 AcaDiane.
I'm riding with Pat in a 1981 Acadiane
We surf the asphalt,
we hit at the bend
the 2 horsepower
is rending in the land
We wear leather boots,
we ve got steel briquets
Our pockets are full
of holes and crickets
Don't care about laws
what we need is to move on
I'm riding with Pat in a 1981 Acadiane
How many devils
have we met on the crossroads
How many romances
did we dream along the road?
We contracted some pacts
Now we play guitars
We get a lot of joy
Love is a long time !
We remove all thought
with our dirty greasy hands
We're riding with Pat in a 1981 Acadiane
Sometimes we break down
the engine is old
The dead rusty ship
run ashore in a cove
We are stopped,
running is over !
lying down the ground
we check the machine
out under the stars
We look for new rhymes
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7. |
Since You're Gone
05:43
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Since You're Gone.
1 -
The wind was blowin' from the north all night long,
The sky was overcast, and the air was going cold.
It was about to snow, I wanted to see it falling with you,
So I got my coat , and went out like we used to do.
But the snow never came…
And you were still away.
No, the snow never came…
And you'll never, ever, come my way.
2 -
It was chrismas and I was walkin' down the streets,
When I saw this man preaching, upright on these seats.
"Don't you want your soul to be saved ?", he was saying,
So I drop a coin, I didn't wanna play with this sort of things.
But my soul ain't been saved…
And you were still away.
No, my soul ain't been saved…
And you'll never, ever, come my way.
3 -
The sun was rising up on splendid brand new day,
The nature was waking up, spring was here to stay.
I was so impatiently waiting for the end of fall,
To go out with you in the streets to take a stroll…
But the sun wasn't bright enough…
And you were still away.
No, the sun wasn't bright enough…
And you'll never, ever, come my way.
4 -
I went on a journey to Rome, at the end of summer,
To go back to the sights we used to visit together.
I was quite in a hurry to see the Trevi's fountain,
And to have an italian ice cream, with you again.
But the ice cream didn't taste the same…
And you were still away.
No, the ice cream didn't taste the same…
And you'll never, ever, come my way.
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8. |
In Loving Memories
03:15
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In Loving Memories
1 -
I can see in your tears
So much pain, so much fear
I can see in the deep of your eyes
Something that tells me that he's still alive
2 -
It doesn't matter you call it, Nirvana,
paradise, or shangri-la.
All that you expect is to believe
There will be a continuation after you leave.
3 -
I'm not well aware about life after death,
or what goes on after our last breath.
But as long as you won't be forgeting
He will be with you, so it seem.
Refrain --
I'm not a believer, I'm not asking for heaven,
I'm not waiting for a better life to be given.
I really don't know where the dead people go.
Where they'll stay is the only thing I know.
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9. |
Lost Cats
04:40
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Lost Cat
I lost my cat Saturday night
My sweet little cat
It's gone away out of my sight
in the field of frightening bats
Where are you missing beast?
In the east in the west
Where are you ? missing beast
Still alive? are you dead?
In wich part of the neighbourhood
Does your shaggy body lie
Under a log hiding in a wood
Swiming in a pool of blood
I rummaged through every place
where I used to see your mouth
And I shake everythings up
In the attic in the shed
Where are you missing beast
on the doorstep I stand up,
my gosht's shadow hit the ground
I discern in the pitch-dark place
Many forms… evil dancer
I envy you snakes in the grass
No possessions no surrender
Just to take out your hairy ass
follow your instinct little scrapper
If I lost my head, if I were brave
I would jump onto the wild
I want to feel when freedom is real
I will pursue on your trail
I hear behind me the Siren voices
They would like to keep me home
The better for me the safer for me
I saw your bright eyes on the plain
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10. |
Song N°6
03:23
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Song Number 6
1 --
I'm trying to write the song number 6,
But nothing comes up to my mind.
I don't know what to write or sing,
I'm searching but I can't find.
Refrain --
My head is filled by a big hole,
Now it's sure that I'm in a fix.
I won't write anything at all,
Oh, fuckin' song number 6.
2--
All I got is a sad melody,
And not a word to put on it.
On which topic could it be ?
I can't find a theme that fits.
Well…
3--
I would like to write a story,
With loads of things happening.
Or a song full of sincerity,
With my love and my feelings.
But…
4--
That could have started with
"There's a place where lovers go"
But what should be after this,
Well I really still don't know.
Cause…
5--
I really would like to write
The story of our new band
Something which sounds really bright
Written by an expert hand.
When…
6--
How many unfinished songs
Will I have to throw away ?
Before I get a really good song,
Something that could make my day.
Oh…
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11. |
For The Money
05:40
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For the Money
1 -
We're looking for the perfect style
We've been working on it for a while
The one that will lead us to the top
Rich and famous will be the next stop
We won't make it latino
Coz it's over a long time ago
Forget that brazilian style,
We already tried it for a while.
Refrain --
Coz we're in it for the money.
All that we want is a great success
Business is the only creativity.
All that we need is a good process.
2 -
We won't play it drum'n'bass
It's no longer kickin' ass
We just can't play that punk
coz' it's dead, now it's just junk
We won't build a sinny pop song
This is not the way for popular song
We don't dream about that rock beat
It'll never lead us to that big hit
3 -
Why ask about singing the blues
It'll never blow up the fuse
We have made an electro track
Will it give you a heart attack ?
We won't write antifolk poems
They're too sleepy for shakin' brains
We won't try to make it funky
Great rhythm but too much oldy
4 -
Our blockbuster is on its way
Here we come, we're here to stay
We just have to find our way up
Hardware and software, it's all set up
We're in it for the money
We're in it for the money
Just in it for the money
…
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12. |
[bonus] Sonic Reducer
03:22
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Polk Nation Nantes, France
Imaginez que vous êtes membre d’une de ces tribus Folk qui vivent à la frontière des villes. Imaginez que vous portez des boots en cuir, un pantalon de drap dur, un baudrier aux larges boucles métalliques, imaginez que vous êtes un être errant... que votre odeur corporelle n’est plus neutre et que vos mains sont calleuses... Alors vous aimerez la musique et les histoires du road band Polk Nation. ... more
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