Smooth stones have fallen once more out a sky night like rain. I'm outside on the front lawn, getting beaten black and blue again. Lookin' back now I always preferred child my enemies to my friends.
called a friend the other day. to see what kind of words he'd say. he said, "I just met a man down here and his girlfriend don't like you". So give me a number, her address.
The wicked king of clubs awoke. it was to his queen turned. his lips were laughing as they spoke. his eyes like bullets burned. the sun's upon a gambling day.
Got a problem here or am I mistaken. The Lord's gone to sleep and the Devil is forsaken. Got a problem here just as heavy as stone. Look what we done here on our own. Well.
Do ever wonder why we play these games?. Cause I always have to be somebody to blame.. Don't like walking along the edge of this knife. Some things are so bad that you got to do em twice.
Walkin' round in worn-out shoes. Ain't even got a job. Got no cash to pay my dues. Can't even feed my dog. . [Chorus]. Well, I'm down. How 'bout you?.
Hey you, out there. You laugh and say you care. But you won't set me free. . Just take what you see. Divide and multiply by three. Into me is my one. .
So it goes a piece of me. I left for you to find. Decay away, receded to feed. It's not so bad, it's not so bad. . Down here in day's sweet daze. Where all that I need is not what I need.
I saw you in a sea of red. I know just what it did to your head. . How sweet the sound she makes. How sweet the sound she makes. Is she coming up. Is she coming up she raises me.
I looked right thru your face. I saw too much it's like I'll never again. Waiting out for days you get so mean. You get so mean that you can't breathe.
When somebody pulls you under. When the bottom feels like coming up. When the tide is spilling over. It's love, it's love. . When the lines are worn and fraying.
(M. Rgnier). I. Femmes qui aimez mieux le foutre que le pain. Qui prenez en foutant un plaisir souverain,. Qui faites de vos cons une source fconde. Qui crevez de dpit qu'on ne vous foute point.
(T. Hannon). I. Trs Rousse, aux longs yeux verts damnablement fendus. Je la suivis chez elle, et bientt, sans chemise,. Sur son lit de bataille elle se trouva mise,.
(T. Gautier). I. Je bande trop. De ma culotte. Je sors mon vit qui dcalotte. Son champignon. tre midi, seul dans sa chambre,. En tte tte avec son membre,.
Paroles et musique : Pierre Perret. ditions Adle. R. Ouvrez, ouvrez la cage aux oiseaux. Regardez-les s'envoler c'est beau. Les enfants si vous voyez.
(S.D Chambley). I. Ouvre les yeux, rveille-toi. Ouvre l'oreille, ouvre ta porte. C'est l'amour qui sonne et c'est moi. C'est moi c'est moi qui te l'apporte.
Paroles et musique : Pierre Perret. ditions Adle. R. T'en fais pas mon p'tit loup. C'est la vie ne pleure pas. T'oublieras mon p'tit loup. Ne pleur' pas.