(Hey hey hey hey... hey hey hey hey...) Hold my head up, right foot back Take my hands down, shake my back Pull my strings and cut my rope Rattle my
Quand on est mort, c'est qu'on est mort Quand on ne rit plus, c'est qu'on ne vit plus Quand j'aurai coupe la ficelle Mettez-moi dans une poubelle Laissez
Help me to see What it's all coming to Crumbs on the table And mud on these shoes Treading so long I can't see where we've been Tracks on the trail And
She's sliding, she's sliding Down to the dregs of the world She's fighting, she's fighting The urge to make sand out of pearls Heaven can wait And hell
If I had my way I'd cross the desert to the sea Learn to speak in tongues something That makes sense to you and me I'd like to unplug the phone Sending
I walk in a line I see where I'm going I turn inside out The days that I've known I face to myself And give up the ghost I turn in my mind What time already
Red River, keep on rolling down It's been a long time since I let my hair hang down I'll take my time before I go under the ground Oh dandelion, tell
Voyage au bout de la nuit Voyage au bout de la nuit Voyage au bout de la nuit Plumes sauvages Le mirage Kerozene Au gris gris Rattlesnake Cadillac Race
Collect many things And keep them all close to me To the ceiling from the floor I'm tripping on them constantly Pixelated faces play On the blown out
Train, train Come and gone My rum coco My cold empty Shake, shake Sugaree Shoo, shoo fly Don't come back again X X the eyes C. C. Rider riding On the
I want to explore you i'm gonna get under your skin so you can feel me running through your veins i want to examine every inch of your frame the pressure
A cinq heures cinquante-cinq awake with open eyes a drift upon the night and miles away from land five fifty five five fifty five a cinq heures cinquante
I saw somebody who reminded me of you before you got afraid i wish that you could've stayed that way i saw a little girl i stopped and smiled at her
Think I'd like to climb down in a hole Down in the bottom of the world below Twist myself back out of sight Looking glass says have a look inside Drink
Melancholy aviation chocolate perfume cigarettes frequent flyer stow away dislocation sleeping jets wave goodbye feel homesick tranquilizers bill of fare
In the playground children sing their songs and skin their knees play, little monsters, play i remember doing just the same so many years ago and the
I told you before that this is the end you'll never work in this town again jamais you think you know me, that's your trouble never fall in love with
Night nighttime intermission personal inquisition nocturnal emission just talking to myself
