Voici quelque chancon d'un groupe mythique: The
Voici quelque chancon d'un groupe mythique:
The Man Who Sold The World (David Bowie cover)
We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook hishand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare at all the millions here
We must have died along, a long long time ago
Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
Smells like teen spirit
Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to loose and to pretend
She's over-bored and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty world
Hello, Hello, Hello, how low
Hello, Hello, Hello, how low
Hello, Hello, Hello, how low
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquitto
My libido
Yeah
Hé
I'm worse in what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, Hello, Hello, how low
Hello, Hello, Hello, how low
Hello, Hello, Hello, how low
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquitto
My libido
Yeah
Hé
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind
Hello, Hello, Hello, how low
Hello, Hello, Hello, how low
Hello, Hello, Hello, how low
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquitto
My libido
A denial (9 fois)
Come as you are
Come,
as you are
as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend
as a friend
as an old ennemy
Take your time
Hurry up
Choice is yours, don't be late
Take a rest
as a friend
as an old memoria
Come,
dowsned in mud
soaked in bleach
as I want you to be
as a trend
as a friend
as an old memoria
I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun
