un cine qui f'sait du monde Le cinema du sam'di soir Des mots d'auteur des mots qui grondent Des mots qu'on aimait aller voir Le cinema d'Audiard Un
me fais du cinema... Te voila deja dans mes bras... Le lit arrive en avalanche... Sur l'ecran noir de mes nuits blanches ou je me fais du cinema, une
me fais du cinema, Te voila deja dans mes bras, Le lit arrive en avalanche... Sur l'ecran noir de mes nuits blanches, Ou je me fais du cinema, Une fois
est un cine qui f'sait du monde Le cinema du sam'di soir Des mots d'auteur des mots qui grondent Des mots qu'on aimait aller voir Le cinema d'Audiard
je me fais du cinema... Te voila deja dans mes bras... Le lit arrive en avalanche... Sur l'ecran noir de mes nuits blanches ou je me fais du cinema,
tant plu Sa voix si fatale, son beau visage pale M'emurent plus que jamais Je me suis soule en l'ecoutant L'alcool fait oublier le temps Je me suis
She hates you, then she loves you more Underneath the shadows of her thoughts, shadows of her thoughts, she rings a bell for you I wish that she was a
When I was born my mother died She said, "Bye-bye baby, bye-bye" I said, "Where you goin'?" I'm just born She said, "I'll only be gone for a while" My
I wanna fuck you like a foreign film And there's no subtitles to get you through this And I'm a country you don't ever, ever, ever, ever Ever wanna visit
Words and Music by Mark Schultz From the recording: Song Cinema, Track #2. I see it in your eyes The pain you keep inside It's slowly tearing you apart
Words and Music by Mark Schultz From the recording: Song Cinema, Track #9. He packed his bags when he was just 18 To see a world he thought he'd never
You stand on the edge, you followed the call No turning back you are risking it all He whispers your name in a moment of truth The rocks fall around you
(Browne/Glenister) She thinks the world and his dog Should walk up her street Maybe she's on to something She keeps her head in the limelight Wasting
(Maitland) Hey hey, happy man, smiling as he leaves the book store Carrying his carrier bags all bulging wide Such a lucky man, such a lot to line your
(maitland) Here's a tale of warning For you children being born About a sweet young christian girl Who donned a crown of thorns Seems her christian
(maitland) So this is where I come in A wheel that you caught me mid spin From all around me begins The rhyme of a thousand violins I see that you've
