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Galaxie Suivre Paris

by Aluminiumfolie

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Galaxy 03:40
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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What's your name ? ----------------------- 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
Jet Lag --------- 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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The Flow 03:40
The Flow ----------- 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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06. Godess of 66th ---------------------- 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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07. Please do come in ------------------------- 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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08. Drug Rug Puppy ------------------------ 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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The Eye 03:54
10. The eye -------------- 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
11. Starmap --------------- 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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12. Fallen Angels -------------------- 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 ------------------------- 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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Malibu Beach 02:55
Malibu Beach ________________ 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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released March 14, 2015

Eric Ronsse : Guitars, Bass, Contrabass, Cello, Violin, Piano, E-bow, Kaossilator, Monotron, Clavinet, Sarasvati Veena, Clarinet, Flute, Synths & Virtual Strings, Beat Programming.
David Jans : Drums
Matthieu Christmann : Harmonica.

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