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If you lie I don't care
03:19
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IF YOU LIE I DON’T CARE
Welcome to this world, it ain’t wonderland
You’ll never see the light at the end of the tunnel
You wanted to show off on you computer
It got you rigth up to harder stuff
So don’t be scared you’ll find it nice
Just like nails in the both eyes
A joccari ball between the teeth / And hammer pounds hanged on your tits
Sure you’ll know what meaning means
Six, six, six, strokes on your balls
A mature chouchou girl’s gonna get you down
When it’s too late for screaming Help
You’ll find it good or higher than hell
Now don’t be scared you’ll find it nice
Just like nails in the both eyes / But it could take a whole life
A joccari ball between the teeth / And hammer pounds hanged on your tits
You’ll dare all there is to dare / And if you lie I don’t care
You’ve found the truth today
Are your bleeding balls still ok
Got nothing left to say
But if you want more, I’m your
Man, will you do the same, will you do it again
I mean, will you you do the same, will you do it again
I mean, will you do the same, will you do the same to me
Don’t be scared you’ll find it nice / Just like nails in the both eyes
Hammer pounds hanged on your tits / Sure you’ll know what meaning means
You’ll dare all there is to dare / And if you lie I don’t care
You’ll dare all you’ve got to dare / And if you lie I don’t care
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2. |
The gold medal
02:17
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The Gold Medal
You want the gold medal
Just ‘cos you want it
Until your funeral
You’ll need someone to beat
You leave all loosers behind
Victory blows your mind
A boy who always win
Don’t even stop to shit
King of the open space
Always the first at the end of the race
Your life is a white line
Beating the score seems always fine
Before your funeral
You’ll get your gold medal / Golden Supersucker / Now
You’ve your gold medal
And you’re so proud of it
Ask your asshole
What happened to it
The power in your hands
Without the guts to stand
Just a modern butt licker
Oyou golden supersucker
You’ve got your gold medal / Oy supersucker / keep on
Fighting the poor and crushing the weak
You Innocent ? Don’t you rule the deal ?
No mind cases even no shame
I hope one day the same will happen back to you
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MICHAEL DRUCKER’S ARMCHAIR
Wild so wild
Is a state I used to be
Now I’m digging on a project
Standing on the french TV
Oh I wish I could die on a Sunday afternoon
Talking ‘bout the bullshits which could happen to me soon
I got nothing to lose I’m on terminal phase
Just watch my liquid brain re-hanging on the sofa
‘Cos now, yeah I, got nothing to lose
Down on the MDA
Dumb so dumb
Is the state I’m gonna be
‘Cos I’m the older guest
Madestar on the french TV
Dead for dead
Now I would better stay
Losing all my bones
On the Michael Drucker’s armchair
Lost, dead, dumb and senile
On the redcouch and immobile
Pucking the completeness of my life
Or just the rest of my life
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4. |
Talibans
01:48
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Talibans
Enfermée pendant cinq ans
Dans une prison en Iran
Des coups de fouet elle a reçu
Juste pour une histoire de cul
What can we do now
When a woman die
Back in the middle ages
Down in the middle east
Enfermée pendant cinq ans
Par ce qu'elle a eu un amant
En plein centre de la citée
Ils voulaient la lapider.
What can we do now
When a woman die
Is there no way ?
Down in the middle east
Dans un pays archaïque
Avec un boss pathétique
Des guadins, pour la butter
Elle va se faire caillasser
What can we do now
When a woman die
Back in the middle ages
Down in the middle east
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5. |
Let's get high
02:50
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Let’s Get High
Rock and friends
Fool moon’s shining on the camp
A cretin’s walking a cretin’s talking
The beast is out and the party’s getting high
From you to me
Today I feel no fear
Makin’ love in a Quechua tent
Makin’ big noise and getting’ fucking high
‘Cos today is the day / Let’s get High / ‘Cos today is the day
Rhum and beers
Need boobs and cigs
Fields of love and fields of noise
No sleep at all, it’s time to get us high
‘Cos today is the day / Let’s get High / ‘Cos today is the day
Let’s get High / For a never ending binge
Let’s rock and fest
Sunday rising on a Quechua land
More rhum and beers and boobs and cigs
The beast is out and the party’s getting high
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6. |
Sticky
02:49
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Sticky
Sticky in the morning
I’m sticky in the middle of the day
I was sticky for my wedding
But I’m not sticky at all when the fuck time comes
I’m not sticky at all when the fuck time comes
I ‘m sticky when you mean me
Sticky right down the middle of my brain
I’m sticky when you agree
But I’m not sticky at all when the fuck time comes
Hey you
Make me love you like a mad man / So go to hell boy
I need your butt, need it so bad / So go to hell boy
I’ve found someone to show me how to play
Hey you
Make me love you like a mad man / So go to hell boy
No other one can make me understand it / So go to hell boy
Nothing’ll turn me away from the right way / So go to hell boy
Don’t need no help boy
Go straight to hell boy
I’m high as hell boy
I’ve found someone to show me how to play
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7. |
Leather Tatanes
03:39
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Leather Tatanes
Here comes the summer
It means the fever
Arriving from Germany
Your ice boxes full of beers
You’re like shootin’ star
A sunny ray of light
I’ll swallow my pride
To smile forever by your side
Yeah leave your leather tatanes on
To have fun in your camping van
‘Cos you are a German queen
The ideal bomb for a summer sin
You’re like shootin’ star
A sunny ray of light
I’ll swallow my pride
To smile forever by your side
Oh come on now I guess you should know
You are the girl with the leather tatanes
Naked all the times it’s the way I love you so
You are the girl with the leather tatanes
Birkenstocks and open mind
You are the girl with the leather tatanes
Baby don’t go you make the summer shine
You are the girl………..with the leather tatanes
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8. |
Tripping like a dog
02:30
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Tripping like a dog
One day I’ll have enough
To shake my own bone on dirty ball’s web sites
I hope you’ll understand
The things you make feel are better than hell
I’m tripping like a dog for you
My heart is shaking down
Don’t even know your name
I don’t even know if you could feel the same
Those feelings are blowing my mind
I cannot wait any more / I’ve got to work the time
I’m tripping like a dog for you
My heart is shaking upside down
Don’t even know your name and what you wanna do
Maybe you don’t care / Yeah babe I’ll care for you
Feelings are blowing my mind
I’ve got to work the time / I’ve got to work it right
I’ll wait for your come and you can be sure
I’ll never give up I’ll never be bored
I could do all the stuff
When you’re blowing me right
I’m tripping like a dog for you
My heart is shaking upside down
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9. |
No danger No Rock'n roll
03:10
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No Danger No Rock’n’Roll
Even straight / Back in the old times
We’ve never seen such shity ways
To put us down / and our music too
I can’t stand the way of rocking now
I mean there’s no no no more danger no Rock’n’Roll
Can’t stand no more Superbus’s sound
Just wanna say no no without danger no Rock’n’Roll
We don’t need no prefect order
Yeah! Overdose / Boose and cirrhose
Are always better than safety clowns
All deviances / Sex and violences
Gonna teach’em the real thing
I mean there’s no no no more danger no Rock’n’Roll
Wanna be hold by the demon
Just wanna say no no without danger no Rock’n’Roll
So get ready for a new round
I mean they talk about youth and they talk about sound
You know…Things they don’t know
Kids ain’t afraid but security business is working for your Fucking health... There are all liars
All liars...
You’d better bring me some boose I wanna get clever
Gimme a chainsaw I’m gonna rule the world
Bring some boose I’ve got a prefect order
Gimme some boose I gotta get clever
I’ve got no licence to play I’ve got no licence to live
What else what else what else
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