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Calamity
03:09
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Martha Jane didn’t wait till May 68
To be the woman who was equal to men
Girls you can go back into the kitchen
For the place’s no longer available
Martha Jane was a great storyteller
Like men she was the very best of liars
She never went out without her shotgun
She was so sexy dressed in her dirty trousers
Martha Jane was such a woman
Martha Jane was a Cannary
Martha Jane acted as a man
Martha Jane was a calamity
Martha Jane led the carriage
She fought against plenty of bandits
She just did what she wanted
That’s why she’s a great legend
Martha Jane didn’t wait till May 68
To be the woman who was equal to men
Martha Jane was a Cannary
Martha Jane was a calamity
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Horror Circus
02:13
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The clown is turning around the ring
His juggling balls affect my sight
And reduce my resistance
Bewitched, hard !
He stops in front of my eyes
And opens his big red mouth
His face gets infected by a coarse laugh
Horrified !
The clown hides a secret, a terrible one
He did something very bad
And it shines like an aggressive flash
Primary desire!
Will the murder become bearable for the conscience ?
Hiiiiiiii
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3. |
Monster of the Town
03:40
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You say that you are good but you are not
You say that you are good but you are not
Those who try to come closer are sent back
You hate the people all around
And I heard you mumbling in the dark
And I heard you humming in the dark
With a crow, sniggering in the dark
And your empty bottle of wine
You say that you are good but you are not
You say that you are good but you are not
You never show your face under the light
The shadow of your shape, a dreadful one
You are the monster of the town
Scaring the girls coming back
Home from the fields where they had such delight
The feeling of your presence turns all to black
Shout!
Hahahaha!
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4. |
London
01:51
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I was shouting on the street that I hated London
I was desperate to find someone to speak French with
I was really fed up with these bloody fish’n’chips
I was England’s public enemy number one
Oh my God! The Queen’s jewels and hats!
Shocked by my words for the rest of their lives
Ha!
England’s public enemy number one!
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Nightclub
02:08
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I was very drunk in that club
Where there were red lights and much smoke
Dancing in the middle without paying
Attention to people around me
I must say that I felt free
I was well dressed in a miniskirt
I had beautiful make up on my eyes
Lots of men came around me
Trying to touch my ass and my breast
I must say that I had appeal
I refused to be treated like a whore
I pushed them all away yelling words
That they surely did not want to hear
These men started doing more than insult me
I must say that I was aggressive
Friends told me it was my own fault
That I was stupid and provocative
For sure I won’t go casting my eyes down
Even if I was wrong I don’t care
I am the master of myself
Leave me I just wanna dance
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6. |
Fire, Fire Come
03:28
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When everything sleeps but me
The devil comes into my room
Ready to claim my miserable soul
That I promised to give him when I was born
I feel it approaching
My blood is getting cold
My heart stands still
I stop breathing and wait until…
Fire, fire come and claim
What I was condemned to give you, Hell
My whole being trapped in a cage
Gets devoured by the air
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Cerbère
01:30
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Hoy ! Hoy ! Hoy ! Hoy !
Hoy ! Hoy ! Hoy ! Hoy !
Wow wow wow wow !
Mich mach much, mich mach much,
Gnork isch ramm die true die keit
Melich mach much, mich mach much
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8. |
The Only One to Remain
04:27
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The revelation has been made
Now we can’t change anything it’s too late
I don’t know why maybe it’s by chance
Or maybe this is just my own fate
Anyway I survived and I have been spared
It’s a shame
Why am I still there
I want to escape
Where the other ones have been taken
I don’t want this fate
Please a dead one give me a gun
I saw many fingers coldly pull the trigger
I witnessed your deaths and I witnessed your blood
Gushing out from your still warm bodies
The revelation has been made
Now we can’t change anything it’s too late
History is ending just now I doubt I will write the rest myself
Cause I’m the only one to remain
There’s no one to see that it’s such a pain
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Wasting the Light
02:46
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Wasting the light
I always get up to fight
I’m gonna win one night
For having struggled hard
Primary considerations disappeared
But my mental structures hardly stabilize
Will I be alive at midnight or under a train
That’s the point, yeah that’s the crucial point
One more and more ending up trying to survive
War is declared the battle’s ragin’ inside
One more and more ending up trying to survive If I
Don’t die today my brain will win the fight
Another awful day begins it makes me wild
For sure my body knows how it’s gonna end
Will I be alive at midnight or under a train
That’s the point, yeah that’s the crucial point
One more and more
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The Brats Delémont, Switzerland
Four girls playling bestial rock
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