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mardi 19 janvier 2010
Smog - paroles Dongs of Sevotion
Dongs of sevotion (2000)
1 Justice aversion
Happens on a side street, maybe
Happens on a main street, maybe
Lion bites zebra neck
Zebra stomps lion head
It's justice
Justice aversion
In a proper way, 'cause I don't today
And root for the underdog
No matter who they are
At the bank robber in the getaway car
It's justice
Justice aversion
In a proper way, 'cause I don't today
I could stay up all night talking
About animal nature
And universe hesitant
And the grand ??
It happened on a side street, maybe
It happened on a main street, maybe
It's justice
Justice aversion
And root for the underdog
No matter who they are
At the bank robber in the getaway car
2 Dress sexy at my funeral
Dress sexy at my funeral my good wife
Dress sexy at my funeral my good wife
For the first time in your life
Wear your blouse undone to hear
And your skirt split up to here
Oh Dress sexy at my funeral my good wife
For the first time in your life
Oh Dress sexy at my funeral my good wife
Wink at the minister
Blow kisses to my grieving brothers
Dress sexy at my funeral my good wife
And when it comes your turn to speak before the crowd
Tell them about the time we did it
On the beach with fireworks above us
On the railroad tracks with the gravel in your back
In the back room of a crowded bar
And in the graveyard where my body now rests
Oh Dress sexy at my funeral my good wife
Dress sexy at my funeral my good wife
For the first time in your life
Also tell them about how I gave to charity
And tried to love my fellow man as best i could
But most of all don't forget about the time on the beach
With fireworks above us
3 strayed
Well, it's strange the way
You walk behind
But seem to lead the way
Oh, I know I,
Oh, I know I have strayed
I have taken you for a ride
Left you waiting in the car
While I played death games inside
Oh, I know I,
Oh, I know I have strayed
I have loved in haste
I've been an alleycat and a bumblebee
To your panther and your wasp
Oh I have loved
While thinking only of the cost
Oh, I know I
Oh, I know I have strayed
I've raised a sick child to your lips
And in asking you to kiss
What I would not kiss
Oh, I know I
Oh, I know I have strayed
Well I never thought I'd be
One of those men
With pin-ups on their wall
For all to see
I thought that was just mechanics
Oh, I know I
Oh, I know I have strayed
I have taken you for a ride
Left you waiting in the car
While I played death games inside
4 The hard road
I'll take the hard road
I believe I'll see you there
In a cyclone of stones
Wooden spikes in your hair
Or maybe you'll resting
Leaning up against a busted fence
Pluck a bird from the coop
Then we're back up on the hard road
We could sleep in a barn
Bathe in a lake
Steal the pipe
Let hunger dictate
The steps that you take
Along the hard road
And when winter comes
We'll bottle some
The nearest washing line
And when summer comes
It's almost impossible
Not to have a good time
Out on the hard road
5 Easily Led
I am not easily led
Despite the head
I was just trying to cross the street with you
I was just a step devoted
But I am not easily led
I'm suggestible at times, it's true
But only by you
I lay open jelly-limbed
To your smallest whim
But I am not easily fed
I'll turn my head
When you come at me with a spoon
No, I am not easily led
Despite the head
I was just trying to get along with you
I was just trying to be a human
6 Bloodflow
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on, hold on with a grip so tight
It dams my blood, makes my head feel light
Well, hearts will start and hearts will stop
And the blood will flow until we drop
Bloodflow!
Bloodflow
Bloodflow!
Bloodflow
No time for a tete-a-tete
Can I borrow your machete?
In this wonderful world
In this beautiful world
Hold on
Blood will spill and blood will spurt
Enemies keep the mind alert
Bloodflow!
Bloodflow
Bloodflow!
Bloodflow
No time for a tete-a-tete
Can I borrow your machete?
In this wonderful world
Hold on
In this beautiful world
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on, hold on with a grip so tight
It dams my blood makes my head feel light
Bloodflow!
Bloodflow
Cheerleader chant:
B-L-double O-D-F-L-O-W bloodflow bloodflow!
B-L-double O-D-F-L-O-W bloodflow bloodflow!
B-L-double O-D-F-L-O-W bloodflow bloodflow!
Hold on, hold on with a grip so tight,
it dams my blood makes my head feel light, hey, hey!
Hold on, hold on with a grip so tight,
it dams my blood makes my head feel light, hey, hey!
Hold on, hold on with a grip so tight,
it dams my blood makes my head feel light, hey, hey!
Hold on, hold on with a grip so tight,
it dams my blood makes my head feel light, hey, hey!
No time for a tete-a-tete, can I borrow your machete? hey, hey!
No time for a tete-a-tete, can I borrow your machete? hey, hey!
No time for a tete-a-tete, can I borrow your machete? hey, hey!
No time for a tete-a-tete, can I borrow your machete? hey, hey!
B-L-double O-D-F-L-O-W bloodflow bloodflow!
B-L-double O-D-F-L-O-W bloodflow bloodflow!
B-L-double O-D-F-L-O-W bloodflow bloodflow!
B-L-double O-D-F-L-O-W bloodflow bloodflow!
Slow it down now...
Hold on...
7 Nineteen
So she washed her cut in the sink
And picked up and once more along the way
Down to the bay, where I did stay
I was nineteen
And so relieved to be beating twenty
Without her clothes
She looked like a leper in the snow
I left her in the snow without her clothes
My movements were slow
Long, she didn't even know
What she was taking away
We didn't talk much
Oh, it must have shown
She must have known
The next day, she never called me again
The day after that, she gave me a call
She was all drunk
Her words came slow
Oh, I didn't even know what I had
I'm taking away
8 Distance
The curtain slaps in the wind
A human sound of fleshy flesh
Little fists pummel absently
To birth the spirit in the room
The wind it seems to lick
The wind it seems to suck
The wind is a great big woman
That makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up
My body seems to be lacking something
I remember the taste
That on a night like this
Wa sonly ever shed in haste
All these moments have passed through me
I have turned them all to waste
There are women on the street
They shine before me like teeth in a mine
And their are voices on the street
One of them is mine
If I watched from a high hidden window
I'd hear myself say
Oh I can't make it out
I'm too far away
But the conversation is like the beating
Taken in a dream
Where no real blows are landed
The only harm is in memory
All these women have passed through me
I have turned them all to waste
9 Devotion
There are some terrible gossips in this town
There are some terrible gossips in this town
With jaws like vices
And eyes like drains
There are some little weasels in this town
Scampering around loose
With yellow teeth
And the beady eyes
We should set a standard amount of words
That I am to say to these
We should set a standard type of look
That you are to give to me
When you wanna leave
There are some terrible gossips in this town
With jaws like vices
And eyes like drains
I won't tell what they say about you
I won't flourish the shit
You are my dearest friend
And I will protect you
Until the end
With a will like vices
Complete as a drain
10 Cold Discovery
I know your teeth have gnashed through death
Still you come to me
So gently
Find a soft place on your body
And rub me with it
Oh, this I won't soon forget
You're the one that will remain
You're the one that will remain
Bust a lock with a rock
Don't need a key to have me
This was your cold discovery
We needed a fever, we needed a cure
The bait no longer lured
Say goodbye, if you can
The car waits for me
Just across the border
Wish me luck, no good luck
No bad luck, just wish me luck
With my cold discovery
You are gone
My cold discovery
You're the one that will remain
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
And your teeth can gnash right through me
Looking for a soft place
And of this you won't soon forget
I had no soft place for you to rest
And this was your, your cold discovery
Your cold discovery
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
Well, I can hold a woman down on a hardwood floor
This was my, my cold discovery
My cold discovery
If you saw it for what it really was
My cold discovery
My cold discovery
My cold discovery
11 Permanent Smile
Oh God, can you feel the sun in your back?
Oh God, can you see your shadow, inky black on the sand?
Oh God, can you hear the saltwater drying on your skin?
Oh God, can you feel my heart beating in my tongue?
Oh God, by being quiet, I hope to alleviate my death
Oh God, by sitting still, I hope to lighten your load
When your shadow covers me from head to toe
Curtain every flies, tell me it's mine, my time to go
Seven waves of insects make babies in, in my skin
Seven waves of insects make families in my skin
(It's just like animals) It's just like animals that play
And the flesh...flesh...flesh...rotted off my skull
And then I will have earned my permanent, my permanent smile
Oh God, I never, never asked why
Oh God, I never, never asked why
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