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.
forgotten good times line my floor. I've still got the poster up on my door. the first show we ever played. our first tour. time passes and heals old wounds.
you want it, you need it. but always give up so easy. so what now? so be it. you always give up so easy. alright, alright. hangin on, holding out. a bitter end to all our doubts.
So, once again I hurt someone. Because I found out that she's not the one I'm looking for. So, once again I blame someone. Because I know that she can't use the love I have in store.
Now it is the time to say no to the war. Yes, we can stop it before it gets too far. The process is already engendered. Stop it before it does get too far.
it's no wonder i'm alone. unused ringing telephone. is all that's between my happiness. and a last chance at loneliness. much to my dismay i lie. much to my surprise i fight.