mene a la fontaine Tu voudrais bien remplir ton seau Arrete-toi Marie-Madeleine Pour eux ton corps ne vaut pas l'eau Inch'Allah Inch'Allah Inch'Allah Inch
alla fontana vorresti riempire il tuo secchio meglio fermarti Maria Maddalena oggi il tuo corpo non vale l'acqua Inch'Allah - Inch'Allah se Dio vuole - Inch
alla fontana vorresti riempire il tuo secchio meglio fermarti Maria Maddalena oggi il tuo corpo non vale l'acqua Inch'Allah Inch'Allah se Dio vuole Inch
get her going when I whip out my big 10 inch record of a band that plays the blues well a band that plays its blues she just love my big 10 inch record
Bagdhad Et d'Alger a Pekin A ta sante l'humain A ta sante l'humain De Moscou a Berlin De Kaboul a Dublin A ta sante l'humain God blesse, blesse America Inch Allah, Inch
(Instrumental)
One Inch Man, lonely soul Two Inch Man, Two Inch Man, gimme more Five steps back, get him back Three steps up, get him up Always so lonely, lonely, lonely
, just another loser 7 inch sellout! 7 inch sellout! 7 inch sellout! 7 inch sellout! 7 inch sellout! 7 inch sellout! 7 inch sellout! 7 inch sellout! 7 inch sellout! 7 inch
Refrain 1 : Inch'Allah, envers et contre tout Te penser Inch'Allah, envers et contre tout Te garder galbi Te donner, inch'Allah, mon amour En gage de
Bonus (New Editon) There was an old man who was Robbing himself blind For too many years The only thing he stole was time He gambled with only a moment
Kind of hard Hard to see When you crawl On your hands and your knees With your face In the trough Wait your turn While they finish you off Don?t know
Nice and high and far apart Just like they said I built this place with broken parts Just like they said You chip away the old version of you You'd be
Am I still tough enough? Feels like i?m wearing down Is my visciousness Losing ground? Am I taking too much? Did I cross a line? I need my role in this
She's mostly gone Some other place I'm getting by In other ways Everything they whispered in our ear Is coming true Try to justify the things I used
The sky is painted black The smoke pours out the stack One hand upon your heart One hand behind your back You train us how to act You keep the fear intact
