1. ONE MORE MILE

It’s a cold winter morning, I’ve been traveling all night,
I should stop for a while, just like a good driver might .
I’m getting more and more blinded by the other cars lights,
Feeling tired and dizzy, to stay awake I have to fight .

But home is getting closer and I know my baby’s waiting,
Been away too long, I badly miss her loving .
One more mile, one more mile,
Gimme one more mile, one more mile !

A gloomy dawn mist covers all the landscape
Through this heavy shroud I can’t discern a single shape,
My eyelids are so heavy, I should fix them with cellotape,
My head’s sometimes falling back, feel I could break my neck .

But home is getting closer and I know my baby’s waiting,
Been away too long, I badly miss her loving .
One more mile, one more mile,
Gimme one more mile, one more mile !

Now I’m trying anything I know not to fall asleep, I pass my hand through
The window, to feel the chilly breeze, spit in my hands a hundred times in
Order to wet my neck, slap my face, sing aloud, but nothing seems to work .
And then this strange vision between dream and reality : Neil’s old laughing
Lady’s flying ‘round my car . Smiling through the winscreen she’s tryin’ to
Talk to me . I can’t hear what she’s saying but I can read on her lips and she
Goes : “come on, come on with me….all you have to do is fall asleep, turn out
The wheel and go down the ditch and then you’ll come with me” .
But I don’t wanna come with you ! All I wanna do is go back home, where my
Baby’s waiting ! I wanna go back home and it’s just …………

One more mile, one more mile,
Gimme one more mile, one more mile !


2. TELEPHONE WOMAN

I’ve got a telephone woman,
She’s talking on the phone all day,
I’ve got a telephone woman,
She’s talking on the phone all day,
Whoever she’s calling,
She always has a lot to say .

House could tumble down,
She’d still be hanging on the line,
House could tumble down,
She’d still be hanging on the line,
Think I’ll have to cut the wire
To make that little girl fully mine .

Waiting for her every night I’ve got a
Bottle of whiskey on my knee,
Waiting for her every night I’ve got a
Bottle of whiskey on my knee,
And if she don’t come very soon
She’s gonna make a drunkard out of me !

Can’t live without you honey,
But will I have to phone to you to tell ?
Can’t live without you honey,
But will I have to phone to you to tell ?
I really really love you baby,
As much as I hate Mr Bell !!

Mr Bell, that’s for sure !


3. I LOVE EVERYONE WHO KNOWS WHAT LOVE MEANS

Tell me what makes some people we know look so alive and positive,
Looking like some lost aliens in our silly world of robots .

What’s that little light deep in their eyes when they put them down on you ?
Whom did they get that force they so naturally spread around ?

I love everyone who knows what love means !
I love everyone who knows what love means !

Tell me why these ragged young boy and girl walking hand in hand,
Look like they’re king and queen of an ever peaceful realm ?

They’re walking like they’re all alone in a never found Eden,
Confidently making their way through the mean concrete city streets .

I love everyone who knows what love means !
I love everyone who knows what love means !

Where could I find that power some people have
To give away their own life,
Tryin’ to light a little little lovefire
In every distressed heart ?

What makes a nice and weak woman become a fearless she-wolf,
When it comes to protect her little child from a danger she’s sure of ?

What makes a soldier put his gun away, and jump off his muddy rathole,
Walking toward the enemy saying : “ war is over if we all do the same ! ” ?

I love everyone who knows what love means !
I love everyone who knows what love means !
I love everyone who knows what love means !
I love everyone who knows what love means !


4. HAPPY KINDNEY PLACE

Well, going down to Brest, got a smile on my face,
Gonna have some fun on Happy Kidney Place .
I’m gonna meet my friends at the Beach Café,
We’re gonna laugh and talk, and drink a lot of Muscadet .
Life’s flowing at a very slow pace,
Aperitif is endless on Happy Kidney Place .
Happy Kidney Place, life goes easy on Happy Kidney Place .

Old men playin’ palets between the trees,
A blue cloud is running in the summer breeze .
Jack’s dog’s so smart with its sunday bandana
Sniffing in the painted dustbins . Maybe looking for a bishop’s bone ?

Mummy Franny will make for us a big kig a fars,
First one to finish wins a pint at the bar !
Life’s flowing at a very slow pace,
Aperitif is endless on Happy Kidney Place .
Happy Kidney Place, life goes easy on Happy Kidney Place

As Marcel closes I stir as a cat,
Gonna listen to a few blues at Kevin’s flat .
Now I had too much Coreff tonight, and absinthe in the end,
Olga is talking but I don’t understand .
Mmm, but I’m sure I ain’t the only one who doesn’t !
Slow down Olga, please !!…… Thank you !

Think it’s time for me to have a piss,
I go downstairs to the corner,
Doin’ what I need to I’m watching the stars,
I feel so fine on this Happy Kidney Place .
Happy Kidney Place, life goes easy on Happy Kidney Place .
Yeah ! Maybe they drink a little too much,
But they’re so nice !!!


5. THE DAY THE GANG OFTEN WAS NINE

Is the sky more grey today,
or is it just in my eyes ?
The air I breathe more heavy,
I’m longing for a little breeze to rise,
But the fog is here to stay, I guess the sun’ll refuse to shine,
Oh, what a sad, sad day, the day the gang of ten was nine .

Friends around me move in slow motion,
though I know damn well it ain’t a movie .
don’t ask me ‘bout the time, I’ve lost the notion,
sadness sticks to me as poison ivy .
I could do anything, even slave in a coal mine,
As not to live that day, the day the gang of ten was nine .

I tell you I’ll do anything, even slave in a coal mine,
Just to forget that day, the day the gang of ten was nine .
The day the gang of ten was nine ,
The day the gang of ten was nine ,
The day the gang of ten was nine ,
The day the gang ……….


6. BOMBER'S FISHING SOMEWHERE

Gods make love in the sky, and forget about the world,
Henbane seedeems snout, in the name of the Word .
The Beatles are back ? well, pass me the antspray !
“Music’s a business”, so major companies say !

and Bomber is fishing somewhere,
and Bomber is fishing somewhere ….

A juve has killed a juve, I read it in the press
Between hotline numbers and Tabatha Cash’s adress .
A million people die, a million babies born,
A million people suffer, but our leaders scorn .

and Bomber is fishing somewhere,
and Bomber is fishing somewhere ….

Mc Donald’s burger are getting thicker and thicker every year,
While outside the windows people starve in anger .
Artificial rivers flow thick as jelly,
Carrying white patches of dead fishes bellies .

and Bomber is fishing somewhere,
and Bomber is fishing somewhere ….

Y’know Roger and Pete said “We won’t get fooled again! “,
But their words are long lost down the drain,

and Bomber is fishing somewhere ….


7. NOT THIS KIND OF MAN

All my friends tell me I couldn’t be more happy,
Ever since that day you fell in love with me .
But through your lovely eyes, I wonder what do you see,
Does the man you love ‘ve got anything to do with me ?

Sometimes I hear you talking about your man
In such a way I hardly recognise poor me .
Taking part of the talk I do just what I can
To minimise your tales about my bravery .

OK, honey I’m glad to be your hero,
But stop telling your friends that I’m the new Brando !
Don’t wait for me to act like Romeo,
Sorry baby but I’m, I’m not this kind of man, no, no !

I must admit it, that was but a bunch of lies
When I was bragging ‘bout my success in my life before .
I just wanted to look better than other guys,
All put up stories, but you asked for more .

OK, honey I’m glad to be your hero,
But stop telling your friends that I’m the new Brando !
Don’t wait for me to act like Romeo,
Sorry baby but I’m, I’m not this kind of man, no,no !

OK, honey I’m glad to be your hero,
But stop telling your friends that I’m the new Brando !
Don’t wait for me to act like Romeo,
Sorry baby but I’m, I’m not this kind of man, no,no !

Sorry, honey, when I’m hurting your ego,
But the one you love is just another John Doe .
If you really want it, still I can be your hero,
I’ll do my best even though I’m, I’m not this kind of man, no, no !


8. YOU'RE NOT FOR ME

The first gal that I brought back home,
She was gone long before night,
She didn’t like my posters
And my flashing disco lights !

I said : “ beat it ! You’re not for me” ! No !!

The second one I offered her
Some cigarettes and gin,
She said :”no, thanks, I never smoke,
And drinking’s just a sin” !

I said :”get out ! you’re not for me” ! No !!

Last girl that I met, she looked
Real sweet and cute,
So when we set a date,
I just put on my smartest suit .

But when she saw me coming,
Cheap Romeo down the alley,
She laughed, sniffed a line of coke,
And jumped on her Harley .

She said :”good bye, you’re not for me” ! No !!


9. BIGEOTTIERE SONG

Highway’s getting closer, as the big city traffic swells,
Factories in my horse field, and soon enough a Motel .
Can’t receive the football match on my TV set,
A high building’s catching the message I could get .

But it’s allright, no need to be afraid,
The sun still bathes the garden through the backdoor today .
But it’s allright, no need to be afraid,
Mother Nature’s wide, and if we trust in the power of life
We’ll find a way .

Now the farmer on his tractor has to cross three roundabouts
Before he can reach the fields, and soon we’ll count him out .
And the fresh milk that his wife sells in the neighbourhood,
City kids don’t like it,for them “fresh” means “no good” .

But it’s allright, no need to be afraid,
The sun still bathes the garden through the backdoor today .
But it’s allright, no need to be afraid,
Mother Nature’s wide, and if we trust in the power of life
We’ll find a way .

The landlord’s getting older, he’s got a peacemaker,
And his children are waiting, it’ll stop sooner or later .
Then, good bye little farm, family castle sold,
I know they’ll push us out of here before we’re too old .

But it’s allright, no need to be afraid,
The sun still bathes the garden through the backdoor today .
But it’s allright, no need to be afraid,
Mother Nature’s wide, and if we trust in the power of life
We’ll find a way,
We’ll find a way,
We’ll find a way,
We’ll find a way .


10. WAKE UP THIS MORNING BLUES BLUES

Ah ! Woke up this morning, I sing this everynight,
But wake up in the morning, well I don’t think it’s allright .

Playin’ the blues in lowdown bars, that’s all my life !
The only place I know where I can feel I’m the real me .

Ah ! Woke up this morning, I sing this everynight,
But wake up in the morning, well I don’t think it’s allright .

I can’t open an eye before late afternoon,
You know, my only only good friends are some werewolves and the moon .

Playing wild through the night I can open my heart to you,
And when my guitar talks and cries, she’s telling all the truth out of me .

How can I sing those words with a feeling,
When I spend my morning sleeping ,
Just tryin’ to recover from a night
Of smoking, drinking, playing, singing
And more ! Much more, sometimes ………


Ah ! Woke up this morning, I sing this everynight,
But wake up in the morning, well I don’t think it’s allright .

Playin’ the blues in lowdown bars, that’s all my life !
The only place I know where I can feel I’m the real me .

The real me, a night cat, a child of the moon,
I’m old Paddy’s friend !
Real, real me !!


11. CHATTIN' THRU THE NIGHT

Run as a child as I’m on my way,
Back to my lady tonight .
The world around seems so far away,
The crowd opens at my sight .

I can imagine my worshipped baby,
Stretched on our bed in the moonlight .
Soon I’ll be laying by her side,
And we’ll be chattin’ thru the night .

You may say there’s much better to do with a girl in your arms,
Don’t worry ‘bout me, people, I know all of her charms,
But our love is a long long battle, and sometimes, we need a truce .

The stars above never shine so bright,
As lovelight in her eyes,
When we are laying side by side,
Waiting for the sun to rise .

I hear the sound of her soft cool breathe
So silent as an owl flight .
Soon one of us will start to whisper,
And we’ll be chattin’ thru the night .

How come we’ve got so much to say after all these years,
Anyway, it’s better to drown in words than in an ocean of tears,
And our love is a long long battle, and sometimes we need a truce .

But our love is a long long battle, and sometimes, we need a truce .

Wish I’m a bird I could spread my wings,
Back to my baby tonight .
The world around seems so far away,
The crowd opens at my sight .

My only goal is my worshipped baby
Stretched on my bed in the moonlight .
‘Scuse me I’m leaving, I’m on my way,
for a chattin’ thru the night, chattin’ thru the night,
for a chattin’ thru the night, chattin’ thru the night, ……..


12. I SMELL A RAT

Well, you tell me you’re back from downtown,
But I can see mud on your tyres,
And I don’t think it’s for the butcher
You put that make up on your eyes,

I smell a rat, I smell a rat, baby, I smell a rat !

Sure, it ain’t big city pollution
That makes your cheek so red,
Strange, but it’s the first time, honey,
That you forget to buy some bread,

I smell a rat, I smell a rat, baby, I smell a rat !

I smell a rat, I smell a rat,
What are you driving at ?
Do you imagine you’re gonna take me in ?
I smell a rat !

Ever since a month, you’re living
In a silence sour and deep,
Early every evening, you tell me :
“I think it’s time to sleep”,

I smell a rat, I smell a rat, baby, I smell a rat !

Don’t wait for me to fall
Hook, line and sinker for your tales,
Truth can bring a tempest,
But I sure can stand the gale !

I smell a rat, I smell a rat, baby, I smell a rat !

I smell a rat, I smell a rat,
I’ve been around before, little cat,
And I guess our love is through,
I smell a rat !


13. ROCK ME SLOW,MR BLUES

Rock me slow, Mr blues,
‘Cos I’ve got too much troubles to swallow .
today I’ve tried to gamble and I loose,
and I don’t wanna be here tomorrow .

this morning I told her to choose
between me and that other guy,
back home, tonight, I found her letter,
and, Lord, I couldn’t help but cry .

rock me slow, Mr blues,
now almost all my blood ‘s gone,
and Baby, whenever you hear that blues,
I hope you’ll remember what you’ve done .

Rock me slow,
Oh, rock me slow, Mr blues .


14. WE GOT TO BURN THE ROCKSCHOOLS DOWN

Rock n’ Roll should remain a rebel,
No graduation, no level .
You can’t find so many solutions,
Here’s the only sane reaction :

We’ve got to burn the Rockschools down !

Too much Stevie Ray Vaughan clones,
Too many plastic Rolling Stones,
Music ain’t a competition,
Here’s the only sane reaction :

We’ve got to burn the Rockschools down !

You don’t have to spend your money,
Just be yourself and you can play .
Rock is a field for free creation,
Here’s the only sane reaction :

We’ve got to burn the Rockschools down !


15. J'VAIS M'TIRER AVEC LE CHIEN DES VOISINS

J’vais m’tirer avec le chien des voisins,
Ça fait maint’nant longtemps qu’on se connaît bien .
A s’observer par dessus la haie du jardin,
On peut dire que maintenant on se comprend bien .

C’est pas vraiment qu’on soit malheureux,
Moi avec elle et lui avec eux,
Mais j’ai bien lu au fond de ses yeux :
« Allez, emmène moi vers d’autres cieux ! »

j’vais m’tirer avec le chien des voisins,
peut être bien ce soir, ou alors, demain .
Sûr, lui comme moi, faut qu’on change de coin,
On sait pas ou on ira, mais sûrement loin .

On vivra à fond notre aventure,
On se sortira de tous les coups durs,
Et si l’on reçoit des coups, des injures,
Je saurai bien trouver de l’eau pure,
…..et je soignerai ses blessures .

un jour ou l’autre, on reviendra,
lui chez eux, et moi chez moi,
et si par bonheur elle est encore là,
mmmh… je crois pas que ça me déplaira,
mais pour l’instant ………….

J’vais m’tirer avec le chien des voisins,
Ça fait trop longtemps que tous deux, on ne vit plus……….rien .