(There's a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious,. makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part!. You can't even passively take part!.
Written & composed by Kate Ryan. . I don't know how far I can see. 'cause it's all blue water streaming towards me. The sun needs to shine normally. but it's all grey rain.
Written and composed by Peter Kingsbury. . If I laid down my love - To come to your defense. Would you worry for me - With a pain in your chest ?. . Could I rely on your faith to be strong.
The say the world was coming to an end.... Well... It was by our own hand.. Turned out the world kept turning, only we ended.. All the evidence was there....
Try!. . All that is dead around me. Lifeless in the wake of catastrophe. Burning in my mind, I am not deceived. Judgment into my own mortality. . Now that the soul is free.
The machine is now alive. To wreck havoc in your lives. There's no use to hold me back. I am ready to attack. . I am a criminal. I am a criminal. I am a criminal.
When I get home and the day is all done. I really dont have much to say. I want to get cooking with the way that youre looking. Wont you come outside and play.
Youve got so many tricks up your sleeve. A sneaky little swivel and Im wrapped around your feet. A taste so sweet the type to do you right in. And Ill call you in the morning and Im back here again.
Taking it back from where it came. A man gets up and says. Ive got an itch on my trigger. And a spark inside my brain. Im making moves either way. Theres no time left for play.
I will love you till the sun don't shine. Hold you in my arms and call you mine. United as the states divide. We're gonna make it if we try. . We can work it all out.
I'm having trouble standing still. And when I do my mind starts to reel, starts to reel. Is this the way that I should feel?. Is this the way that I should feel?.
Little fingers. Little toes. Little tempers that come and go. It's the little things that matter most. Like the monograms on your clothes. . Gonna stand right by your side.
I sink like a stone with all your weight up on me. weight up on me. Your eyes in the ground will leave a stain upon me,. stain upon me. . Cause I'm nothing like you (ooh).
Causing trouble's all you do. We don't fucking need you. You are raping our scene. You're so Goddamn lame. Trouble maker.
The coin has got two different sides. One with our laughing Western society. On the other one, death and starvation is grinning at you!. . It's so difficult to do things right, so you say.
There's a sinister feeling brewing,. 'bout a woman and her non-stop yap.. In a couple weeks she'll be stewing,. Bait the hook of a tender trap,. Spend your money on countless reasons,.
Paroles et musique : Raymond Fau. Presses d'Ile-de-France. R. Tous les copains du monde chanteront de mme refrain. Tous les copains du monde se donneront un jour la main.
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Yeah, yeah, check it, I won't ever give up. . I won't ever give up, I'ma keep livin'. Don't be another sheep in the system, even if it means being different.
Chorus. Two Canaries hand-in-hand,. Living in Cloud-Cuckooland.. Two Canaries trying to stand,. Living in Cloud-Cuckooland.. . Verse 1. Write me a love letter, make it short,.