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Intro (Grand Nord)
04:06
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2. |
Galaxy
03:40
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02. Galaxy
Elle avait eu dix-huit ans la veille
Ou peut-être le jour d'avant
Son nom m'échappe à présent
Un tatouage sur l'épaule gauche
Grains de beauté sur sa peau blanche
Des étoiles, la voie Lactée
Son nom était...
Galaxy
Conduisant une deux-chevaux
Sans papiers, sans permis
Chantant à tue-tête sur une vieille cassette
Dans un premier temps elle avait
Zigzagué, Frôlé les murets, les fossés
Et dans ses cheveux défaits
La lumière du zénith s'accrochait
Elle était voix, guitare, basse
Et Batterie tout à la fois
Elle était véritable Symphonie
Elle était...
Galaxy.
Derrière ses lunettes noires elle admire
Son sourire rouge vermeil
Dans le miroir du pare-soleil
Elle voulait un nom qui sonne British
Elle voulait un nom qui claque
Un truc qui déchire, qui arrache.
Un truc comme...
Galaxy
Elle quitte enfin le bled,
L'instant d'avant elle n'était rien
Moment zéro, sans dimension
L'instant d'après en expansion
Et soudain sans crier gare
Du haut de la colline
S'étend dans le soir Paris - La ville
Même la tour Eiffel ainsi illuminée
Semble attendre le compte à rebours
De son envolée
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3. |
What's your name ?
03:43
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What's your name ?
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Lorsqu'elle apparut
Dans son T-shirt
"I Love new york"
Sur la piste étroite
Du petit club bondé
Les regards se figèrent
Les mauvaises langues rapportent
Que le vinyle du deejay
Aurait dérapé
Les rangs se font plus serrés
La température monte
Et les débardeurs font
Leurs "Coming-out"
Et tout-à-coup il est là
Devant elle
C'est lui, c'est un autre
Mais c'est à chaque fois le même...
What's your name ?
Elle, tournoyant sur la piste
Les loups autour en cercles concentriques
Les Jeans se tendent et les sourires se crispent
Les filles se remaquillent la traitant de "Bitch"
On lui offre une boisson
Du champagne elle dit non
Non Merci.
Toi non, toi non,
Toi oui.
Et tout-à-coup il est là
Devant elle
C'est lui, c'est un autre
Mais c'est à chaque fois le même...
What's your name ?
Elle se lâche, ferme les yeux
Balance son corps Dans un style
Qui semble dire "encore, encore"
Et soudain de ses bras s'en empare
Elle l'embrasse sur la bouche
Trop tard, trop tard
Vent de panique
Les Vampires de la piste
Scrutent inquiets les alentours
L'aube annonciatrice
Vent de panique
Les Vampires de la piste
Se mettent à
Paniquer Paniquer Paniquer
Pas niquer...
What's your name ?
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Jet Lag
03:59
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Jet Lag
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Le jet Lag, impitoyable
L'écrase sur l'oreiller
Il semble s'accrocher de force
à ses paupières
Sans un geste elle sait
Qu'il n'est plus à ses côtés
Sur le chevet
Quelques billets verts
Quelle est cette rumeur étrange
Cette odeur, cette ambiance
Où mène donc cette fenêtre entrouverte ?
Les sirènes dans le lointain
Ne sonnent pas du tout pareil
Soudain elle émerge, elle se réveille
New pulse beating trough the arteries
Feel that rhytm going trough your feets
It took a little time but now you seem ready
You're finely tuned for harmony
Now that you've tasted the golden fruit
It must probably be the end of the route
Now that you've tasted the golden fruit
It must probably be the end of the route
She feels awake
Like never before
It makes her want to sing
and ask for more
She now knows
Her sole purpose
Confident for the whereabouts
She'd been ashes
She'd been void
Now Phoenix rising in a new sun
In a single glimpse
She knows there's no turning back
No need to look over her shoulder
She's ready now for whatever lies ahead
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5. |
The Flow
03:40
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The Flow
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Days go by
One after another
Tending to blend
To blend it all together
It’s hard to stay innocent
When this feeling
Is slowly creeping in
Nothing’s left
Nothing but empty pockets
TV in the morning
And holes in them socks
Just keep looking for a new job
But when at night
The closed sign’s on the door
See them stranded
Stranded in rainy parks
Who were they before
They were torn aparts
Plastic bags in their hands
Clutching their belongings
Talking Madly
Talking to the walls
Who are they ?
Where are their beloved ones
Do they only know
Just what they’ve have become
Close your eyes they say
Just don’t look they say
It will pass they say
You’ll get used to it
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6. |
Godess of 66th
04:22
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06. Godess of 66th
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The horizon going wide and wide
Blues on the radio
The pale white rhytmic lines
Ever moving wheeled shiny giants
Always further into the hearth of America
Oil stations, cotton fields and ghost towns
Dead people memorials
Taxidermists and their wives
White sands, deserts and torrid plains
Country music, blues and Jimi Hendrix
Cactuses, stormy fields and rainy mornings
Overweight cowboys, fat ladies in pickup trucks
Squashed dogs, sunset clouds
Roadrunners and wild horses
She was the hitch-hiking godess of route 66
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7. |
Please do come in
04:12
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07. Please do come in
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In a dusty drawer
Eyes keep watching
They are everywhere
The walls somehow are
Vibrating
Try to talk your way out
With pig-headed guards
Laughing their gums out
You’re trapped under ice
Loosing track of time
You’re trapped somewhere in
Time
The bars they have started
Building inside your mind
Playing nasty tricks
Playing mind games on you
Connections they don’t fit
Connections don’t fit
Anymore
In a dirty tray
In a dusty drawer
Crawling on your back
They are everywhere
Inside of your heads
Eyes keep watching
They said
Please do come in
Try to talk your way out
With pig-headed guards
Laughing their gums out
You’re trapped under ice
Loosing track of time
Inside of your head
They said
Please do come in
The bars they have started
Building inside your mind
Playing nasty tricks
Playing mind games on you
Connections they don’t fit
They said
Please do come in
Please do come in
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Drug Rug Puppy
02:56
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08. Drug Rug Puppy
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They came like a tropical storm
Tattooed bodies, tanned and firm
Roaring engines and chrome red trucks
She was lost so they picked her up
Drug rug puppy
Dancing around that silvery pole
Hang loose with new buddies
Tought she’d found a home
Dancing around that silvery pole
Getting generous tips
And showing it all
Drug Rug Puppy
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9. |
Icarus Stoned
04:55
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The Eye
03:54
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10. The eye
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Lately been flying pretty high
Been living this blatant lie
Hit the rock bottom, left to die
Lost control over my own life
Just think twice about what might be
If you want to reinvent society
Carefull what you’re wishing for
Madmen’ pressing at the door
Picking you up to throw you back down
Plenty of maniacs for a single crown
Who’s pulling strings in the back of your minds
Soon you’ll be seeing by their eyes
Prompt to judge at their fingertips
Unravelling their bag of tricks
Wooden gavel is rotten to the core
Empty brains is the top dogs’ score
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Starmap
05:25
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11. Starmap
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Somewhere on the hillside
There’s a road going trough
Myriads of security cams
And coldly painted gates
Now if you rake trough your pockets
And invest your last fifty cents
You can buy yourself a Starmap
Best value you’ll ever find
Now if you’re lucky enough
Maybe you’ll get to see
This strange ballet of
Dark windowed limousines
But it’s more likely
You’ll hear them dogs barking
But i’ts more likely
You’ll hear them partying
But it’s more likely
You’ll smell their barbecues
Becaus you should know
You’re sitting on this side of the fence
You can turn it all over in your mind
And try to comprehend
You could be this peroxyde slut waiting
Or the homeless going trough the dustbins
You’re sitting on this side of the fence
No hope in sight
Just a Starmap in your hand
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Fallen Angels
04:06
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12. Fallen Angels
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See them eyebrows raised in archways
Their mouths prompt to mocking bells
Have a laugh to what they say
Be ready to step on fallen angels
See how they flutter their arms around
Handing out the perfect words at the perfect time
Their sharp teeth, their perfect smile
Stepping on fallen angels
See how they gladly nod
Agree with everything
Shake hands and kiss arses
To all thee lounger kings
Folly in disguise in suit and tie guys
See them eyebrows raised in archways
Their mouths prompt to mocking bells
Have a laugh to what they say
Be ready to step on fallen angels
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13. |
The Great Escape
04:21
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13. The Great Escape
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On the turn of a crowded corridor
She saw herself into the mirror
She had a glimpse of what she had become
A pretty pale face, all expressions gone
She took some scare as anyone would have
Fled from the party house down the stairs
Just like some Cinderella in deep despair
She took some scare as anyone would have
Some blinking limo waiting on the parking lot
She had a gun in her purse so she gave it a shot
You should have seen this parking valet’ face
When handing the keys without any grace
She pushed the pedal to the metal
With all her might
She drove away fast
Crying in the night
She couldn’t get away from
What she was fleeing from
She couldn’t get away
Run, drive, cry
The great escape
She took some scare as anyone would have
Fled from the party house down the stairs
Just like some Cinderella in deep despair
She drove off the cliff in a single flare
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14. |
Malibu Beach
02:55
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Malibu Beach
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One morning they found her
Lying on Malibu beach
Her features ghostly white
Sprawled among bottles and fishes
Lifeless mermaid wrecked ashore
Eyes wide closed evermore
Faded beauty in pale blue lips
Now on those banks of the Styx
Only distinctive sign on her
A small tattoo on the shoulder
Partly erased, still a beauty
She was brought to the mortuary
And for a month or so
She remained thus unclaimed
And soon she had to go
On her last journey
See the sparks flying high
Galaxy’s on fire
See the sparks flying high
Galaxy’s on fire
Ashes to the wind
Reaching for the stars
So was the story of Galaxy
Hardly eighteen years
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