Enfants tueurs, a huit ans sur le trottoir Pedophiles, dictateurs la terre est un depotoir Esclavage moderne, exploitations a des fins lucratives L?homme provoque sa damnation
Foxy do you have a light? Can you light me up tonight? I'd like to see you burn me down, Why don't you let me light your fire? Why don't you let me stoke
these demands are rejected! MEG . . . if his threats and demands are rejected! ANDRE/FIRMIN Who'd believe a diva happy to relieve a chorus girl, who
and the bookies where you'd spend all your time And the old men that were singing When the roses bloom again And turn once again To a new summertime
'd raise a loud cheer And I'd toast all me neighbours both distant and dear And I'd shoot back great belly-crippling buckets of beer And a pox and a curse
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Et la sorciere se mit a agir Elle le fit Elle s'ensorcelle Et se mit a chanter La supliciee Elle etait belle Et d'une blancheur laiteuse On voyait qu
. It's a bummer, who gives a dam? Bumper to bumper in the traffic jam. Clench your jaw, getting all up tight Breathing fumes, stuck in a tin can, Trapped
to war they rode. A long thin line of human mind, damnation as their load! In the mud in coldness dark he'd shiver out his fear, What disappointing sights he'd
to get what's deserved Oh vanities a drool Oh advice to chew Chorus: Get fucked Shut the hell up Let's abbreviate it Buried with a ball gag in your mouth
, Begin your fantasy (What does it mean?) Wake your dream (Commence now) into reality Your fears are never wrong or right, Everything is either black or white In a
to war they rode A long thin line of human mind Damnation as their load In the mud in coldness dark He'd shiver out his fear What disappointing sights he'd
our damnation, time to buy my golden ring {guitar solo} (Waaaa!) When I, try to talk I can't say a word When I try to move, a horizontal walk I try
spreads through the nation Choking us with aggravation Who needs it? The aggravation, the daily goddamn hassle It's a bummer, who needs it, who gives a
game for the novice to play Repeat not a word lest ye be forewarned The punishment of Hell's darkness and scorn Repeat not a word of the sermon said A
absolute Corrupting all who'd enter here surrender to darkness We kneel to those no more who'd burden and beguilt Within these wretched walls a summoning