sont des rides, Messieurs Dames ! Alors y's'deteriore, Le rose caoutchouc fort qui colle notre corps... C'est ton age. Faut pas que tu pleures. Mon pauvre Toto
Toto le tigre aimait Conchita la danseuse. Toto le tigre aimait Conchita malheureuse. Toto le tigre aimait Conchita amoureuse Du beau docteur Zorro a
Toto y a t'il ton papa ? L'est pas la papa Eh! Toto y a t'il ta maman ? L'est pas la ta maman ! Et Toto y a t'il ton pepe ? L'est pas la pepe ! Eh Toto
'est pas le meilleur de Toto He oh, he oh, he oh, oh oh Non, c'est pas le meilleur de Toto He oh, he oh, he oh, oh oh Non, c'est pas le meilleur de Toto
And when the dawn breaks through the drums start beating the morning to the farm your grimace widens and your lips part sounding the silent alarm and
Smoke and mirrors It's a house of cards Everybody has windows And big cigars The law of the jungle Is very new to some The animals are vicious
I've just got to find Find a way, back home to you girl Life's been Hell to pay I can't disobey, Gotta live in my world Chorus I I hear voices calling
Days feel so long My life seems short as years go by The chance that I took A feeling so strong I had to try All of the pain I left behind Been down
I heard about a man, walkin' on the water He had hope in his eyes He didn't wear a crown or have any money He didn't have any lies He had holes in
The curse of blood Falls upon this nation I was my hands And hang my head in shame I pray for peace And forge the crooked valley This dreader fear Held
Gimme some beer, Gimme some fear, Reality and fame Money from you Money for them Billions being made You think you got a real deal All you're buyin'
(W. Backer, D. Fagen) Bodhisattva Would you take me by the hand Bodhisattva Would you take me by the hand Can you show me The shine of your Japan
(G. Harrison) I look at you all See the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping
(B. Marley) Could you be loved and be loved, could you be loved and be loved Don't let them fool you, or even try to school you, oh! no We've got
Staring death between the eyes Doesn't seem so far away So much pain in long goodbyes There is much I need to say You've been shadowing my door A tempest
(H. Hancock) (Instrumental)
(S. Wonder) A boy is born in hard time Mississippi Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty His parents give him love and affection To keep
(E. John, B. Tapuin) You tell me there's an angel in your tree Did he say he'd come to call on me For things are getting desperate in our home Living
