Tout en noir pour pas risquer d'te faire remarquer On s'en va pas faire un p'tit truc de moviette on va entrer au Campanile Au Campanile Y'a des
camoufle Tout en noir pour pas risquer d'te faire remarquer On s'en va pas faire un p'tit truc de moviette on va entrer au Campanile Au Campanile
There's a campaign of hate It's waiting at the school gates Not for what I am aware Must be what you wrote What you write, mmm You swore that you'd swear
There are four black horses With eyes of flamin' red Their rovers are tied with ribbin' All around my baby's head The bells are ringin' And their sail
As God is God, as light is light Whose law is wrong? Whose might is right? Here we are on the edge The edge of change I believe in peace, my only wish
I will stop, I will stop at nothing Say the right things when electioneering I trust I can rely on your vote When I go forwards you go backwards And
You feel so lonely when it's in the afternoon And you gotta face it all through the night Don't it make you believe That something's gonna have to happen
Disco, disco mystic Disco, disco mystic Disco, disco mystic ... repeat
Mama, you tell me how's the family? And papa, tell me how thing's going by you? And little baby sister, I heard that you got married And I heard that
Hey, pretty baby Don't you think you might give me a chance Get it on with me Go down-town for some loving romance And I know I ain't nothing I ain't
Hey, hey, hey Hey now, there's a lovely girl And she's stealin' all your sheets Hey now, there's a lovely girl That's the kind of girl to meet, oh Hey
Stupid man, hitchhiking out of a good life He says, "Catch you when" And he thinks he's got big, big planes Gonna build a house upon some land Oh, Casey
And the actresses relate To the actor who comes home late After the plays have gone down And the crowds have scattered around Through the city lights
With you, life moves so fast With you, everything's the last Slow down Don't you think you could be less capricious I've met you, I don't have no death
I am neither breather or speaker I am neither walker or sleeper I am neither sister, brother, son or daughter So holding in my chest is my heart, ain?
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The market-place has nothing to sell Left alone it's awnings shiver Wind whistles through the wood Fish teeth snapping in a river Peaks puncture the
