Questo è un giorno in cui la luna. si confonde con la strada, e va veloce.. La violenza del mattino lascia il posto. alla tristezza della sera. e San Lorenzo chiede ancora un'altra canzone d'amore..
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héi... hou la la la la. sankara. thomas sankara. capitaine sankara. ce sont tes baramogo qui t'ont dja. mal mal dja. sankara. thomas sankara. ce sont tes baramogo qui t'ont dja.
(Intro strings and horns). . Sweet sweet Fanta Diallo. ouh! ouh! Fanta Diallo. Sweet sweet Fanta Diallo (tamberine). ouh! ouh! Fanta Diallo. . FANTA walking on the rainbow now! (strings 1st).
Sales Racistes (X2). Nous allons chasser ces racistes hors de nos terres. Chasser ces racistes hors de nos terres. Nous avons planté le cacao (yeah). Nous avons planté le café.
Driving through the galaxy on a mission to complete. find that love with you and me. Navigation through the stars passing earth the moon and mars. let your compass be my heart.
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"Stutter, stutter", says the little boy. I wanna blow a hole in my head. I swear what this world wants to hear. Trapped in what we know as truth syndrome.
I'm going down to suicide alley. 'cos the air I breathe. Tastes better down there. . I'm going down to suicide alley. 'cos the scenes are dead. And it's the only place for me.
I'm going down to suicide alley. 'cos the air I breathe. Tastes better down there. . I'm going down to suicide alley. 'cos the scenes are dead. And it's the only place for me.
I'm going down to suicide alley. 'cos the air I breathe. Tastes better down there. . I'm going down to suicide alley. 'cos the scenes are dead. And it's the only place for me.
Let it think the blank. Let me run my fingers down your back. Let's whisper. Let's don't talk. . Baby leave my shirt in the hall. Like a needle find the groove.
Find your faith in your security. . All broken up at seventeen. Jam your brain with broken heroes. Love your masks and adore your failure. We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint.
Paint your lips, things fall apart. Flowers of hate caress my skin now. Spend my time sucked up inside. Mutilation kick off all you believe in. Starlover - you're just a souvenir.
Obedience to the law is free desire.. Under curfew from neon barbed wire.. Wasting away this country, wearing like a born dead.. Free heroin shots for those who never beg..
Obedience to the law is free desire.. Under curfew from neon barbed wire.. Wasting away this country, wearing like a born dead.. Free heroin shots for those who never beg..
Everyone is staring with the glaze of obsession. Interlocking cartels bypassing the bone. The empty statement of artschool dissension. Institutionalised expression of mass control.
Cut your hair in front of businessmen. Kill yourself and censor health. Destroy words and ignore their truth. Wanna die and have never worked. . I feel like falling, I feel like falling.
(Primo Levi [1919 - 1987]). Sit down and bargain. All you like grizzled old foxes. We'll wall you up in a splendid palace. With food, wine, good beds and a good fire.