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Dream catcher
05:29
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First impressions / don’t get a second chance
Well you must dry your tears boy
Before meeting them be strong and confident
I’m sure that daddy’s kind and mommy’s cool
Two satellites ready to share
A shelter for starting over
You need time and rest / my sweet-looking orphan
Maybe your wound will never heal /
I hope I’m wrong but if you feel too long that daily pain
Maybe your wound will never heal /
I hope I’m wrong but if you’re sick too long
If you’re sick too long
Follow the sandman believe me dreams are a land
Where every boy and girl is free
Where every boy and girl is fine
Where every boy and girl is free
Where nobody believes in God’s plan
Careful like a gecko
Out of your skin
Go into the burrow
Where hard blows never win
Careful like a gecko
Out of your skin
Go into the burrow
Where hard blows and pain never win
He’s dancing now with a tiny ostrich
Horsing around kissing a pretty witch
Two and two and two make five
In wonderland come on and clap your hands
No more fear everything is okay
No more tears around him everyone says
Two and two and two make five
In wonderland come on and clap your hands [X2]
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In the dumps
04:03
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You know that we don’t have to accept
To bow down as any subject
Do you pretend you have no choice?
As I pretend I have no choice?
By looking each other
Straight in the eye sir
We’ll see we are
Both in the dumps
You’re running all day long after time
For cash I commit petty crime
Do you pretend you have no choice?
As I pretend I have no choice?
By looking each other
Straight in the eye sir
We’ll see we are
Both in the dumps
By looking each other
Straight in the eye sir
We’ll see we are
Both in the dumps
I feel sure that before I decide
To walk around a moment by your side
You had never
Seen that I was
All day sat here
Like a fake lama
Worried about
People who slumps
All day sat here
Like a fake lama
Worried about
People who slumps
People in the dumps
People who slumps
Still in the dumps
People who slumps
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Mortician
03:25
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I was living in a small town and as everyone I had
Heard about him heard about the mortician
Just a lonely peaky man
When you don’t talk a lot people imagine you have things to hide
But nothing is more attractive than
A so-called shady past
He’s the guy, he’s the guy he’s the guy
He’s the guy, he’s the guy he’s the guy I thought
He will take me far from here
Where all unfounded rumors disappear
Oh he will take me far from here
Where all unfounded rumors disappear
We met together on a rainy June
And I remember asking myself: is it of ill omen? Ill omen
So we started to talk
And we started to joke
We started to go
Each day for a long secret walk advised by
The morning haze
The morning haze
The morning haze
The morning haze
Happiness is a shitty ghost
Putting in my head its ugly clouds
I try to hang on his fingers on my back
But no way to escape from the roses trap
Any rose, any rose
I see my loss in any rose
Any rose, any rose
I see my loss in any rose
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Back shop
04:02
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When the light goes down when I pray
To be surprised by nine thousand ways you say
Depends on the back shop
Depends on the mood of the night X 1
Here we are my friend buying iron beers
But feeling good again fighting our fears also
Depends on the back shop
Depends on the mood of the night X 2
Life is unfair and we know it well
Many broken shells break again but there’s
Into the back shop
Some glue for your crack X 1
We don’t know how much time we have to wait
We don’t know where it ends and if it’s safe but we
Are hunting a back shop
To unlock our second sight X 2
What’s up guys? What’s the plan?
What are you doing around?
We are strangers yeah but socially armed
What about a trip, what about a trip down town
Years are passing by
And we don’t care about
Health food shops we don’t know that
We’re here for the back shop here for the back shop
One bag full of beers
High hopes and maybe tears
Assholes fighting for a lost cause
Oh say it again say it again man
You like that we
Are all you think we are we are all you think we are
We just want another slice
Perfect time in imperfect life
A last hug for lazy birds
Colliding with your world before we collapse
Hangover day by day
Over and over getaways
What a creepy face we have on the TV screen
Lust for the beauty lust for dirty beauties
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Sixteen
05:50
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My sister works in a social center
She’s useful for our great society
She’s so kind and she’s so pretty
A perfect young lady
My father is a good elector
He’s got his card at the PCP
We’ve never seen such an early bird
Such a man of his word
And I stay here on the floor
Looking at the window or the door
Dreaming of Leo and you
All we wanted to do
My brother believes in capitalism
He blames dreamers who buck the system
Where there’s a will there’s a way
And money is the way
My Mother rules the parish Saint-Austin
She’s so keen on the Saturday tea
To preach she’s the best
Sinners never stand the test
And I stay here on the floor
Looking at the window or the door
Dreaming of Leo and you
All we wanted to do [X 2]
Remember when we used to talk about that
Asking : “why don’t they try to take a fresh start?
They are small cogs in a big machine”
And we were sixteen
Leo already went away Leo already knew that he would not
Live in a golden jail
Live in a golden jail [X 3]
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Doll is mine offers an incisive and eclectic pop rock. Two voices, drums, bass, electric guitar / three musicians.
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