The Bushmen : Life's Hard then we Die
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just gas oil
on the road to nowhereland, i was searching for gas oil
he told me " hello son, what can i do for you ? "
" just fill up the tank and clean well the windshield "
i tried to use the telephone, but not working anymore
" your car get some troubles, i have to repair it
or sell you a new one, you have the choice "
fucking garageman on the watch, fucking car seller, white brushed teeth
smile modern jobbers practising the consumer new approach
how much will it cost to go away from this stinky place ?
outdated credit card crucified me, i'va had to work for years, waiting for the next gul
i am a slave, i am an executioner
but today i get free
free from work, free from credit card that chained me up
drive my car, waiting for the crash, ready for the crash
charly pays no more
he made us golden promises, he promised to remunerate our moonlight work
he had an harmonious voice, he had a reassuring tone on the telephone
charly pays no more, he's better at words than at deeds
charly pays no more, now he's got problems with taxes (he cannot pay, so he goes to jail)
we arrived with great energy, we arrived in the mood for enjoying our time
he had a friendly behaviour, food was not too good, but we had drink at pleasure
happy, we drank all night, the sparse audience too
he demanded us to perform long hours set
busy fighting public didn't pay attention
" it's overcrowded tonight and exciting " they said
before packing the gear, we waited closing time
exhausted and tipsy, we asked for our fee
but charly's smile had gone, " you drunk too much " he said
" now piss off bloody wankers and go away to bed "
our poor bleeding assholes remind us we've been conned
our reprouving red eyes keep us in slow walking
life boat
don't want to finish my year in a lifeboat
don't want to become a fool, like so many, just to pay the charges
should i lick their asses too ? i don't think so
should i work twelve hours a day to succeed a career i don't care ?
don't want to play vicious games, run like civilized rats
i wanna act the sweetest movie, don't wanna die like so many die
don't want to become a slave of neighbourood
don't want to agree with you, just because your reason makes me sad
do you ever dream sometimes a peacy world
we would not have to do these repulsive things because of the other
teacher's pet they lead my own world, the power to decide
i've got my mind into the stars, they bite my shoes
want to laze, want to discover the whole world
need money, want to decide
wan kopek
i see him every morning i go work
now i can stand his strange disturbing stare
lying on the pavement, does he got hate in ?
looking for santa claus, does he believe in ?
i don't know if he can buy it, he will rob it in a store
does he consider me as an enemy ?
when i give charity, i buy peace of mind
earing every whisper, earing every coin
living on the pavement, makes his ears so fine
no money
go back home sweet home, cowards in the night
think to loving wife waiting for a kiss
dear deirdre
dear deirdre i write to you cause i can't talk to you in this place
there are so many people talking load, there are so many people make you laugh
do you really ear you laughing ? don't you really see me waiting ?
don't you know you're distant and cruel ? you're starting to make me feel mad
dear deirdre you're so straight
dear deirdre you're so strange
dear deirdre you're so far
dear deirdre, look at me !
sweet deirdre, i suppose you are, because i've never touch you yet
i'd like to know the taste of your mouth, may be more the smell of your feet
sweet deirdre you'd better take care, because your indifference is
making me feel nervous tonight, fuck you, i'm gonna leave this place
i don't mind if you don't search me
i don't care if you don't see me at all
i'm so tired to see your manners
i get bored to your silly courtship
brand new cake
the alarm rings and i wake up, today is a special day
ain't got no mind in my head, gonna land off
i can't find, i don't care, gonna have fun, no problem if i'm older than yesterday
i'm walking like a blind man, don't want to open my eyes
think to the presents for me, only for me
i am the king of the day, and all my friends look for me
if i had a brand new cake, i would agree
i don't know what time it is, i'm looking for my brand new cake
who do you think you are ?
you're smiling like an angel and talking like a whore
you modestly think you're the best but only are few talented
who do you think you are ?
you're just another cribber, that's your only intelligence
i don't like you wanker, you are a petted boy
you live in your little world, you repeat what you've heard before
you always tell the same things, you are annoying everybody
quiet
sitted back of me, driving fast to be anywhere, not be there
just to see you is a world where it shines, in my mind, deep inside
oh my diamond in the dark, see you into hell, anytime in my breath
i feel full and i feel quiet, see you into hell, anytime in my skin
it's so cold and it's so warm, see you into hell
i remember the days it was fine
i am sure of what will happen after this short life, i hope i'm right
if we don't see back, goodbye farewell off the wall we can't climb
farewell
not anymore
she don't answer on the telephone, is she gone away, is she dead ?
i shoul ride a bicycle instead, she don't love me anymore
i'm anxious, a bundle of nerves, thinking of my life without her
i better should go for a long walk, she don't want me anymore
she was absent minded, she had lack of interest in me
i should have been brighter sooner, she don't need me anymore
the bloody guy she was laughing with, i hate him for hundred centuries
i wish i'll be happy before her, she don't love me anymore
i don't care, yes, sure, i should not care, i know i should not care, i know, yes, but i care
i wish i won't
she don't love me, not anymore
isolation
he needs isolation, so many things to think about, he needs it so badly
empty, he feels like a boundless universe
lonely, like an animal between the walls
sadly, contemplating the clockwise turning on
surely, roll up, roll up
some say the world is wide, the world is nice, the world is clear
some ways make it go round, go for the trip, take off the land
awaking, he sees the birds flying in the sky
walking, along the pathway that goes to the sea
breathe in, magical spray fresher than the air
living, roll on, roll on
watch out
poxy gob
you've got a poxy gob and you're frightening, hatefull unlucky man
moreover you've got a wicked soul inside, no one cares of what you say
you are a big pocket full of acid, you've got a poxy gob, you get what you deserve
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