Belly-Button
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Clock rolls, sun shines,
Another day has come
Fork in hand, nothing else,
Somebody’s on the street
It’s so hard to make it easier
When no one gives a sh**...
Brain wash, fade to black
Nothing’s real anymore
One way, fast lane,
Ticket to nowhere
Leading him in a black hole
Nothing can hold im back
Where did they all go,
The people that we all cheered for
It’s another story of make believe
Yes indeed...
And we belive it all !
Witness, car key’s
Gun shots heard
Sirens, head lights,
Send me a postcard soon
He should have opened is book
He’s now back to square one
Milkman knocks, dog barks,
But nobody’s here anymore
T.V. on, meal is served,
The candle’s on the table
Her doll cries cauz she misses her
His baseball bat lays there untouched
We believe it all,
Oh yeah we believe it all
Everything you say
Is nothing but a f***ing fake…
paroles/lyrics Fred 57
musique/music Fred 57
I wanted to live a good life
Have some children with a good wife
Instead i’m here, I’all alone
And all I hear are fire and bombs
They promised me great excitements
Well payin’ job and traveling
But I am here and all I’ve got
Are broken leg and some bad thoughts
CHORUS
No it’s not a problem, if you shoot me in the head
And I don’t give a , if should end up dead
Anywhere I can be, would be much better than here
Even if I go to hell, that’s where I whant to be…
I look around and all I see
Is this battlefield with dead bodies
Everyone of my friends have been shot
And I know my turn will soon come
Somebody please tell me why
I know that we all have to die
But why should I just kill this way
For the stupid pride of my contry
REPEAT CHORUS
BRIDGE
Suddenly I feel fine, a big f****ng hole right trhough my mind,
There’s no more reason to be scared, cauz now I know death has a smell
I was the last soldier and I just died, now everything is going fine,
I no more think, I no more breathe, all I have to do is lay down and sleep.
My faith is gone, my time has come
All apologies to my son
Boy, there’s one thing I can tell
There’s no heaven but this is hell
This stupid war just kill me
I hope my friends and our families
I hope you learned from this sory
But I know it’s part of hystory.
No it’s not a problem if i’ve been shot in the head
It’s a f****** victory, now for me to be dead
Now I know I’m in hell, and I’m sorry to be there
But all my friends are there with me, and we’re so f*ckin’ happy…
paroles/lyrics Steph
musique/music Belly-Button
I hate Pink Floyd, they s***
They’re only using noise to make some bucks, it s***s
I really hate Pink Floyd, they drive me nuts
I hate Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin
Fleetwood Mac, Jetho Tull and Genesis, they s***
I really hate Pink Floyd, they drive me nuts
I hate everything from the 70’s
Except for Kiss and The Bee Gee’s
I’d rather be listening to the Ramones
With two sentences, they make a song
Just take a look at bands like us
We don’t care if we sound like crap
We’ve got some stupid words to tell
You don’t need to be stoned to understand
I know we s***, who cares
Anyway, everything s***s
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t care
I really hate Pink Floyd, they drive me nuts…
parole/lyrics Steph
musique/music Fred
I wanna be your coconut
I wanna be your pineapple
I wanna be your jellyfish
I wanna be your palm tree
oh oh oh, I wanna be your coconut
I wanna be your tequilla
I wanna be your ron punch
I wanna be your cervesa
And your pina colada
oh oh oh, I wanna be your coconut
(Bridge)
oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh……solo !
I wanna be your bikini
I wanna be your sun tan lotion
I wanna be your sunglasses
I wanna be your sombrero
oh oh oh, I wanna be your coconut (3x)……gracias
paroles/lyrics Fred 57
musique/music Fred 57
Mary was a little girl,
Who spent most of her life learning at school
But one day at the end of the class,
She came back at home with her brother Lou.
After knocking on the door,
She asked for her mother but nobudy answered
She tried to unlock the door,
But it was already unlocked and she entered
She saw footprints on the floor,
She decided to go up to the bedrooms.
When she looked down on the floor,
she saw her mother laying into her blood.
Mary didn’t understand,
She tried to wake her mother up but she was dead.
She was victim of bad luck,
When dice roll you never know what will end up.
Mary and Lou, could start to cry
But we all know, it can’t be changed now
Everything goes on, but their future’s now black
They are two more victims of modern life’s attack
How did Mary live, after her mother died.
We really don’t know, the story never told.
But since this shit happened, her life became her hell.
Mary had a revenge, and finished into jail.
paroles/lyrics Steph
musique/music Belly-Button
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