Quand Marilou danse reggae,. Ouvrir braguette et prodiguer,. Salutations distingues,. De petits serpents katangais.. Quand Marilou danse reggae,. Sur Marilou passait guet,.
Marilou repose sous la neige. Et je me dis et je me redis. De tous ces dessins d'enfant que n'ai-je. Pu préserver la fraîcheur de l'inédit. . De ma Lou en bandes dessinées je.
Dis-moi Marilu. Veux-tu Marilu. Répondre à cette question?. Si tu ne veux pas,. Tu dis non!. Je ne t'en voudrai pas. . Je sais Marilu,. Que avec Marilu,.
J'ai dans l'œsophage. Un anthropophage. Qui avait dans l'idée. De m'empoisonner. Il me disait petite tête. Ôte-toi de là que je m'y mette. Je me suis résigné.
Manon. Manon. Non tu ne sais sur'ment pas Manon. A quel point je hais. Ce que tu es. Sinon. Manon. Je t'aurais déjà perdue Manon. Perverse Manon. Perfide Manon.
Oh ma lou. Oh ma lou. Oh Marilou. . Petite gueuse. Shampouineuse. De mes rêves. . Oh ma lou. Oh ma lou. Oh Marilou. . Si tu bronches je te tords le cou.
Avec machine. Moi machin. On se dit des choses. Des machins. Oh pas grand-chose. Des trucs comme ça. Entre Machine. Et moi Machin. C'est autre chose. Ces machins.
Avec machine. Moi machin. On se dit des choses. Des machins. Oh pas grand-chose. Des trucs comme ça. Entre Machine. Et moi Machin. C'est autre chose. Ces machins.
Yo, I was a fiend before I became a teen. I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream. Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated. Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated.
Related. . Songs You Love If You Love Nerds. . Read Linkin Park's Heartbreaking Statement In The Wake Of Chester Bennington's Death. . Musicians React To Linkin Park Lead Singer Chester Bennington's Death.
Wealthy vampires. With the cold hands of executioners. Execute. Executive decisions. Determined to destroy. What 1 million women, children, and men. 1910.
Oh wait a minute now. Ha aha c'mon. Wait a minute now. Check. . To the young R to the E the B to the E the L. Never give up just live up fed upon America.
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.. No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. Well, I wake up in the morning. Fold my hands and pray for rain..
(Rock and Roll music is the main weapon). Check... 1, 2. Alright, watch this. I was born with the voice of a riot, a storm. Lightning the function, the form,.
The sun ablaze as Maria's foot. Touches the surface of sand. On northern land. As human contraband. Some Rico from Jalisco. Passed her name to the boss.
Far beyond the desert road. Where everything ends up. So good the empty space, mental erase. Forgive, forgot. . Heal them, like fire from a gun. Kneeling, my god is the Sun.
The walls are closing in again, oh well. The walls are closing in again, oh well. I seen some thing I thought I never saw. Covered in hair. Paul's dad is warped and bubbling, oh well.
I know, I know the sun is hot. Mosquito's come suck your blood. Leave you there all alone. Just skin and bone. . When you walk among the trees. Listening to the leaves.
K L O N, Los Angeles, Klon radio. We play the songs that sound more like everyone else. Than anyone else. Klon. . Hey alright, it's Kip Casper Klon radio, L.A.'s infinite repeat.
Wanna see my passin' flames?. Don't waste a drop, baby, I ain't first. Where I was born, no escape. There ain't even no good bad drugs. In the city, is it true?.