Paroles:
Joe Eskimo Black Fingernails Red Wine

Black fingernails, red wine I wanna make you all mine A lot of people, underground You wanna get there, you gotta go straight down Straight down There

You live so much, it's like you're dying You can't get up, your body's trying Oh you're build so tall, it's like you're flying But rocks that fall, the

Hey, hey, I know it wasn't New York Where I lost my mind Hey, hey, I know I must've left it It was back home all the time And where were you while we

Sarah, won't you tell me your name? I've been waiting here for hours In the garden by the flowers You're so shy So just open your eyes The boys all form

With lips that kiss Words of teeth And I was wrong To let you know So drink your coffee And catch your bus Cause I just want My suicide girl

I will come Come to comfort you I will come Come to comfort you I will come Come to comfort you I will come Come to comfort you I'm coming, I'm coming

Traduction: Eskimo Joe. Ongles noirs, vin rouge.

Black fingernails, red wine I wanna make you all mine Alot of people under ground You want to get there, You gotta go straight down Wo Ohhh Straight

This room is like the belly of a ghost Swaying to the rhythm of a heart that is now lost So tell me that I'm wrong Tell me that tehre's a consequence