l'aimant Seulement mon pere Mon pere c'etait un regiment Vous comprendrez sans doute Pourquoi j'ai l'air mechant Mauvais homme Mauvais mari mauvais amant Qui tient debout evidemment Entre l
In this cold world No matter where I go The crowds are all the same To them I'm just A pebble in the sand A face without a name Nobody gives a hang For
Hey everybody take a look around Put your money where your mouth is Take your eyes off the ground We got a hard day coming if we can't work out All the
Brilliant, we're describing something dumb You create to desecrate The villian I've become A prophet, not to be made but heard Speaks in tongues and sarcasms
I must make up my mind today What to have, what to hold A poor man's roses Or a rich man's gold One's as wealthy as a king in a palace Tho' he's callous
How long must she stand Before the ground, it gives way To an endless fall She can feel this War on her face The stars on her pillow She's folding in
A PERFORMANCE OF 'IL MUTO' BY ALBRIZZIO (During the overture RAOUL, ANDRE and FIRMIN take their respective seats - RAOUL in Box Five, the MANAGERS
In eighteen hundred and forty-one Me corduroy breeches I put on Me corduroy breeches I put on To work upon the railway, the railway I'm weary of the railway
Come on, come on You think you drive me crazy Come on, come on You and whose army? You and your cronies Come on, come on Holy roman empire Come on if
pas. 37 milliards d'armes par an, quittent la France impunement La seule chose qu'il veut sauver, c'est l'image qu'il doit donner, Il utilise l'humanitaire
l'hai, se c'e l'hai eppure qualche cosa noi dobbiamo fare se pensi a quei bambini come puoi dormire Ci vuol l'esercito degli angeli per far giustizia
We are the bastard children of a nation, Whose dreams have died Everything we believe in it all Turned out to be a lie and change Seems oh so difficult
Cities they crumble civilizations fall Cutures are forgotten Turn to rubble from what was stone walls What?s that you say? all in the name of love Now
Riding to the station on the bus Cause I want to pick out some books But Jen She's a librarian and she hunts my butt to this day Usually the bills make
Come on, come on You think you drive me crazy Well come on, come on You and whose army? You and your cronies Come on, come on Holy Roman Empire Come