You're hair hangs under black silk. The gown you wear blows in the wind. You're one of the devils best friends. Your burning eyes are doin' me in. . The night time's for you.
Chaque art particulier. rien n'est jamais donn. des cas particuliers sont dissocier. toute chose reste infernal. ça ne vient pas du ciel. en toute lucidit.
Though I can't show you the years of my life. That I spend on the road to freedom. Don't let it throw you, I know of your strife. I know what it's like to roam.
What would. What would we do without you. See you should all let my. Your own superficiality. . We get the idea you're being. So generous and free. We don't listen an aptitude.
There goes Mr. Penny Pincher. Trying to make ends meet. Some kind of super human. Calculator. . Providing for his family family. Is not an easy feat. Even though a conscientious.
Things look bad from over here. Too much confusion and no solution. Everyone here knows your fear. You're out of touch and you try too much. . Yesterday's glory.
Envie de boire et de fumer,. Envie de boire, envie d'aimer.. . Brigitte, brigitte j'ai envie, de vous copier. Brigitte, brigitte, brigitte, brigitte vous m'epatez,.
Words and music by George Biondo. . In the morning sun's golden warmth. . Pours its arms around we two. . Past my doorway were those heartbeats. Or a drummer and his drum.
Once the religious, the hunted and weary. Chasing the promise of freedom and hope. Came to this country to build a new vision. Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope.
We need so damn many things. To keep our dazed lives going. . Many things to keep our lives. Lives going, so many things. . We need so damn many things.
Once the religious, the hunted and weary. Chasing the promise of freedom and hope. Came to this country to build a new vision. Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope.
c'est l'image qui,. vit dans le sang. elle enfante eternellement. aneantit toute la vie. fusion de mondes universels. . de l'esprit et du sang. de l'esprit et du sang.
C'est l'image qui,. Vit dans le sang. Elle enfante eternellement. Aneantit toute la vie. Fusion de mondes universels. . De l'esprit et du sang. De l'esprit et du sang.
You've got some nerve showing your face here. You've got no business being this near. I tried so hard to make things right. I tried so hard but I just can't fight.
I pick up by the handful. The somber heap at my feet. Eyes closed to see the hopeful. Trusting my deepest instinct. . I pick up by the handful. The somber heap at my feet.
I like to dream yes, yes, right between my sound machine. On a cloud of sound I drift in the night. Any place it goes is right. Goes far, flies near, to the stars away from here.
wait. everybody wants to be with you. but everybody knows there's more to you. than what you say there is, we know it's true. you. you didn't want to know we know it's you.
Turn on you lovely meter and see me.. They sent you here right special to please me.. We came to conclusions, and sailed a sailor night,.... . (Chorus).
Dive in the heart of extremes. All assembled in a style. Extremes reconciled. Improvisation. . Rational and poetical. Summing up contradictions. Lyrical departure.