No stars are shining down upon my sorry head
And in the morning I will be gone and I'll leave you here for dead
I said I've had enough of all your vicious lies
Your heart's as black as sin and there's grudges in your eyes
I'm leaving you, I'm leaving you tonight
I will be gone so long, so say goodbye
She said, she said to me I curse your wretched soul
I said I'm sorry hun, but your lies are growing old
I'd rather die alone than waste my life away
With you in this wretched house and your scheming evil ways
I'm leaving her, I'm leaving her tonight
I will be gone so long, so say goodbye
I found her in his arms with rapture in her eyes
I said I'm sorry hun, but you made me mad tonight
I stepped into her room and shot her in the head
I said I told you girl that I'd leave you here for dead
I'm leaving her, I'm leaving her tonight
I will be gone so long, so say goodbye
I'm leaving her, I'm leaving her tonight
I will be gone so long, so say goodbye
I'm leaving her, I'm leaving her tonight
I will be gone so long, so say goodbye
No stars are shining down upon my sorry head
And in the morning I will be gone and I'll leave you here for dead
I said I've had enough of all your vicious lies
Your heart's as black as sin and there's grudges in your eyes
I'm leaving her, I'm leaving her tonight
I will be gone so long, so say goodbye
I'm leaving her, I'm leaving her tonight
I will be gone so long, so say goodbye
So Long Good Night - The Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster
I've considered suicide by police
I'd do it myself but I'm far too angry
That's the way these things gotta be
For now
But when that day comes you'll know
Because you'll become a widow
Organizing all those things that
You dislike about me
And I hope piece by piece
That it finds you no peace at all
That it finds you no peace at all
Never had a smile that lit up every room that I came into
All those intentions were self serving
If my eulogy reads like a scene from some bad Hollywood movie
It would seem that none of you knew me
How much this time's been wasted?
Singing these rhymes you hated
Nothing sucks out the joy in life quite like truth
So we spend our nights getting wasted
Line after line with numb faces
Turning pipe dreams into pipe bombs with you
Beneath some rubble
Buried in a modern concrete tomb
With western comforts
They will find the remains of our youth
In a Vans shoes box
They'll uncover letters and mixtapes
Left a trail of breadcrumbs
That will never lead to any place
I've considered suicide by police
Would try it myself but my finger's missing
So I guess I'll stare at a wall and scream
For now
Heartbroken defeated for no particular reason
Quit asking if I'm ok on the day I die
It will be self explanitory
There won't be a letter for you
Life was just painfully boring
How much of this time's been wasted?
Singing these rhymes you hated
Nothing sucks out the joy in
Life quite like truth
So we spend our nights getting wasted
Line after line with numb faces
Turning pipe dreams into pipe bombs with you
I'm the son of rage and love
The Jesus of Suburbia
The bible of "none of the above"
On a steady diet of
Soda-pop and Ritalin
No one ever died for my sins in Hell
As far as I can tell
'Least the ones I got away with
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make-believe
That don't believe in me
Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
The living room, or my private womb
While the moms and Brads are away
To fall in love and fall in debt
To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane
To keep me insane
Doing someone else's cocaine
And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In a land of make-believe
That don't believe in me
[Acte II: City of the Damned]
At the center of the Earth, in the parking lot
Of the 7-Eleven where I was taught
The motto was just a lie
It says "home is where your heart is," but what a shame
'Cause everyone's heart doesn't beat the same
It's beating out of time
City of the dead (Hey! Hey!)
At the end of another lost highway (Hey! Hey!)
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned (Hey! Hey!)
Lost children with dirty faces today (Hey! Hey!)
No one really seems to care
I read the graffiti in the bathroom stall
Like the holy scriptures of the shopping mall
And so it seemed to confess
It didn't say much, but it only confirmed
That the center of the Earth is the end of the world
And I could really care less
City of the dead (Hey! Hey!)
At the end of another lost highway (Hey! Hey!)
Signs misleading to nowhere
City of the damned (Hey! Hey!)
Lost children with dirty faces today (Hey! Hey!)
No one really seems to care (Hey!)
[Acte III: I Don't Care]
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't
I don't care if you don't care
I don't care!
Everyone's so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled, but never saved
From the cradles to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples of
The Jesus of Suburbia!
Land of make-believe
And it don't believe in me
Land of make-believe
(Said it's, it's another lie!)
And I don't believe
And I don't care! (Whoo, whoo, whoo)
I don't care! (Whoo, whoo, whoo)
I don't care! (Whoo, whoo, whoo)
I don't care! (Whoo, whoo, whoo)
I don't care!
[Acte IV: Dearly Beloved]
Dearly beloved, are you listening?
I can't remember a word that you were saying
Are we demented, or am I disturbed?
The space that's in between insane and insecure
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
(Ooh, ooh) Oh, therapy, can you please fill the void?
(Ooh, ooh-ooh) Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed?
(Ooh, ooh) Nobody's perfect and I stand accused
(Ooh, ooh-ooh) For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse
Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
[Acte V: Tales of Another Broken Home]
To live and not to breathe
Is to die in tragedy
To run, to run away
To find what you believe
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
I lost my faith to this
This town that don't exist
So I run, I run away
To the lights of masochists
And I leave behind
This hurricane of fucking lies
And I've walked this line
A million and one fucking times
But not this time!
I don't feel any shame, I won't apologize
When there ain't nowhere you can go
Running away from pain when you've been victimized
Tales from another broken
Home
You're leaving
You're leaving
You're leaving
Are you leaving home?
J'aime
J'aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Sur leur peau le soleil caresse bien trop sage
Le vent qui les décoiffe un goût de sel sur mes lèvres
J'aime
J'aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Les hanches qui balancent et les sourires fugaces
Je regarde les vagues qui jouent avec leur corps
J'aime
J'aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Leurs poitrines gonflées par le désir de vivre
J'aime
Leurs yeux qui se détournent quand tu les regardes
J'aime
J'aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Le soleil sur leur peau qui joue à cache-cache
Et des ambres solaires le parfum volage
J'aime
Regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
Regarder les filles
Regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
Les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
Le soleil sur leur peau
Les hanches qui balancent
La poitrine gonflée
J'aime regarder les filles
J'aime
J'aime
J'aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Quand elles se déhabillent et font semblant d'être sages
Leurs yeux qui se demandent mais quel est ce garçon
J'aime
J'aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
Leur ventre qui se colle sur le sable chaud
Le vent qui les décoiffe et les sourires fugaces
J'aime regarder les filles qui marchent sur la plage
J'aime
Regarder les filles
Regarder les filles
Regarder les...
Les filles
Les filles
J'aime
Regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
Les filles
Les filles
Les filles
Les filles
Les filles
Les filles
Les filles
Les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
J'aime regarder les filles
Open up this vein like an old cold razor blade
Survival isn't pretty; it's flesh hanging off of fangs
Hard not to bite the hand when it's all that's left to eat
Strip the meat off every finger that's ever gotten close to me
Try to sniff some air before the plane crashes back down
There'll be hell to pay, the rates are low, hurry right now
You can always just shoot
Yourself in the face
Without problems you never learn your lessons
Somеtimes the struggle could bring answеrs to your questions
It's a long
Cold road
Never let 'em break you
Rabbit foot on a keychain, fifth against my lips, red and blue lights dance in the rearview with the day's last cigarette, been a thousand agonizing hours since I felt the weight of a full breath, heavily self-medicated to forget we even met, it's a couple hundred miles to the pits of Cincinnati, Ohio, wanna die in a cheap suit scared of heights, friving with my eyes closed, Baby, this is Babylon, tag long, Maybe we can sing some sad songs, And pretend there's nothing wrong, pretty clear we don't belong, Been defeated since I was teething, But I walked away from the beatings, Many days were spent paper chasing or wasting away, our breathing to calm the demons, found all I ever need, for some reason I'll keep on seeking, never satisfied with anything in life, so, it's fight or flight until the day I die
Try to sniff some air before the plane crashes back down
(I promise you it will crash any second now)
There'll be hell to pay, the rates are low, hurry right now
(And hell is hot but life is cold, I'm going down)
You can always just shoot
Yourself in the face
Without problems you never learn your lessons
Sometimes the struggle could bring answers to your questions
It's a long
cold road
Never let 'em break you
Without problems you never learn your lessons
Sometimes the struggle could bring answers to your questions
It's a long
cold road
Never let 'em break you
Keep going
Without problems you never learn your lessons
Keep going
Sometimes the struggle could bring answers to your questions
Keep going
It's a long
cold road
Never let 'em break you
Never let 'em break you
Never let 'em break you
Never let 'em break you
Like a rock
Like a planet
Like a fucking atom bomb
I'll remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness that I encounter everywhere I turn
I've seen it all along
In books and magazines
Like a twitch before dying
Like a pornographic scene
There's a flower behind the window
There's an ugly laughing man
Like a hummingbird in silence
Like the blood on my door
It's the generator
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Like the blood on my door
Wash me clean and I will run
Until I reach the shore
I've known it all along
Like the bone under my skin
Like actors in a photograph
Like paper in the wind
There's a hammer by the window
There's a knife on the floor
Like turbines in darkness
Like the blood on my door
It's the generator
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Like the blood on my door
Wash me clean and I will run
Until I reach the shore
Avec ses rêves qui ont bercé le coeur de tant de générations, Nicolae Ceauscou a allumé la flamme éternellement vivante d'un monde nouveau. Par sa brillante pensée, il a embrassé les Capartes, le Danube et même la mer infinie. Notre pays est désormais une maison en fête, car à sa tête se trouve un Conducator éclairé. Ceaucescu, symbole de l'ascension vers le soleil, l'homme qui nous mène d'une main audacieuse vers de glorieux horizons communistes!
Et bien bonjour Monsieur, et bien bonjour Madame.
Nous sommes petit groupe folklorique qui vient de Roumanie.
Et nous venons apporter joie et bonne humeur avec vous en jouant petit morceau.
C'est du roots, roots local, reggae romania, allez les frères
Il fait Chimie 2000 avec Elena
Il fait garden-party avec Securitat'
Il est funky, funky, jusqu'en Transylvanie
Avec gens pas joyeux, il fait boum, boum, boum
Et bien Monsieur Madame nous sommes pas venus seuls ce soir. Car comme nous voyons que vous aimez fortement bien beaucoup cette musique,nous avons amené nos amis, nos petits amis, ils sont tous dans les valises, allez sortez les amis des valises et un peu de musique on commence par le violon, un instrument qu'il est triiiiiste... Ah oui... je vois des larmes sur les visages... I feel the vibe.... Et maintenant, les éléphants... Qu'ils sont puissants... Oui ce sont les éléphants... Quels vibes, quels vibes... Maintenant les gazelles... nos amis les gazelles... quelle élégance quand même... et aussi les gnous là, le chant d'amour des gnous autour de la gazelle... et les pingouins qui d'joinent, ils d'joinent la bande maintenant... Très aéré le pingouin, man... complétement fraca!
Et bien merci Monsieur et bien merci Madame
Nous avons été fortement enchanté de faire pour vous ce petit concert dans le métro
Et demain nous revenons car c'est comme ça tous les jours, et demain nous allons venir avec l'attraction du jour et c'est les Mammouths, oui!
Don't confuse neediness for love
Because obsession never lasts
And you're insane by a landslide
I never cared for you much until death do us part
You'll always be distressed
Carry on
With the guise of a sheep in a storm
You're a wolf
And you're losing the ground that you're on
But hey, hey, I've got things to say
I've lost control of life
I don't know how many times I've tried
To undo the knot you've tied
My face is red
And people change
I've changed for good this time
And I've followed you around
I've seen you all over town
I've got a laundry list telling you why
It follows to prove I was right
Carry on
With the guise of a sheep in a storm
You're a wolf
And you're losing the ground that you're on
But hey, hey, I've got things to say
I've lost control of life
I don't know how many times I've tried
To undo the knot you've tied
My face is red and people change
I've changed for good this time
I just can't handle this
I'm just so scared of it
A challenge fit for a man when I'm just a kid
I'm all torn at the seams, just like you said I'd be
If this is love then I don't want a part of it
I just can't handle this, I'm just so scared of it
A challenge fit for a man when I'm just a kid
I'm all torn at the seams, just like you said I'd be
If this is love then I don't want a part of it
But hey, hey, I've got things to say
I've lost control of life
I don't know how many times I've tried
To undo the knot you've tied
My face is red and people change
I've changed for good this time
Carry on, carry on
Carry on, carry on, carry on
Hey, hey, carry on
Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on
