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1. Wet

My spaghetti hair
pissing on my very long nose
Like a shower of tears
a shower of beers
a shower of tears (fuck' em all!)

I was cooking my brain
under the moon, inside the gloom
and I saw all my dreams
I saw all my nightmares
jumpin' from my ear (fuck' em all!)

Ok midnight
you can spit all your fuckin' stars on me...
I'll never be wet wet wet

Loneliness seams to be colder
When you're wet!

Fight about myself
I'm always fuck by me

2. No sense words harmony

Flesh, flesh flight
Keck, keck cake
In the middle of the trees, My knees
A miss-take, Floe in the lake
In the middle of

Is there a cat in the phone?... X3

Peg, head of leg
A legume, I prefer rhum
In the middle of my words
Cock joke, no clock
In the middle of

Is there a cat in the phone?... X5

3. Polar girl

It's time to wake up with the light of your skin
Your smile is long like a polar dream
Coldness is far like the polar circle

Now be my polar girl X2

It's time to wake up with the light of your skin
Your smile is long like a fucking polar dream
Coldness is far like the polar circle

Now be my polar girl X2

4. Can i
I can make love to the trees, make love to the birds,
Make love to them one by one.
I can't make love to the trees, make love to the birds,
Make love to them one by one.
5. Everything
I try,
Everything to do, everything to go,
Everything to die and to lie against my boredom
6. Children of my walk

My head like an ashtray, my head like an ashtray,
Dead dreams dressed in grey.
I come back to the clac, I come back to the clac,
I come back from the clic!

My head like an ashtray, my head like an ashtray,
Dead dreams dressed in grey.
I come back to the clac, I come back to the clac,
I've come from the clock!

My head like an ashtray, my head like an ashtray,
Dead dreams dressed in grey.
You know, I want to! X4
I want to die! X2
Shadows can't follow me down at night time. X4

7. Flying cake

I am just a flying cake looking for some king's berry.
But nobody wants to eat me 'cause my chocolate is very black.
Yes is very black!
When my ice-cream screams, it hurts their teeth.
I don't want this fuckin' wrong white sugar.
I laugh at your wonderful feet when I see you crying
I don't want this fuckin' wrong white sugar.

A lot of eyes turn around me...

OK,let me die
I have still my king's berry dream
But I can scream, I can make a dream and I can swim in your own cream
'cause they don't know what I'm not
When my ice-cream screams, it hurt the teeth
I laugh at your wonderful feet when you see me crying

Nobody wants to eat me...

8. Still bleeding

I leave this fuckin' land
Opening your magic's hands
And I'm still bleeding
You try to make me dry
You try to make me dry
And I'm still thinking

With my blood like a roof
Maybe red, maybe wet
But I'm still thinking
With my blood like a roof
Maybe red, maybe wet
But I'm still thinking

You try to make me dry
You try to make me dry
And I'm still thinking
I leave this fuckin' land
Opening your magic's hands
And I'm still bleeding

With my blood like a roof
Maybe red, maybe wet
But I'm still bleeding
With my blood like a roof
Maybe red, maybe wet
But I'm still thinking

9. New eye blues

I call, you call that the sky is green
And the sea is yellow
I cut, you cut this rain full of clouds
With my crystal shoes
I call, you call that the sun is blue
Like the eggs in winter
I cut, you cut this rain full of blood
To draw an explosion of a spaghetti plate!

I want to take a ride and ride and ride
To prove that I can choose to be my shoes and ride

10. Socks tears

Socks tears dully unhooking in the sky
Microscopic shower and all the birds said
Hé Ho Hé Ho Hé Ho Hé Ho...
The tears continued this flight catched again by a bunch of rain and all the people said
Hé Ho Hé Ho Hé Ho Hé Ho...

Fuckin' socks tears gliding on my hair

11. Screamin' like an egg
Cars field make me Garfield
I am the big cat
Big on the roof
Screamin' like an egg, an egg
I'm on the roof
Spitting tears on the street, the street
12. Sad smiling fuck

A driving mirror army
Shakes and shakes my eyelash
I feel almost alone
As a clean and clean flat
FLAT! X3

An empty chair, an empty chair gives me a smiling fuck
Now the show began and I shot all my friends

13. Wet

My spaghetti hair
pissing on my very long nose
Like a shower of tears
a shower of beers
a shower of tears (fuck' em all!)

I was cooking my brain
under the moon, inside the gloom
and I saw all my dreams
I saw all my nightmares
jumpin' from my ear (fuck' em all!)

Ok midnight
you can spit all your fuckin' stars on me...
I'll never be wet wet wet

Loneliness seams to be colder
When you're wet!

Fight about myself
I'm always fuck by me

14. Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, I cut your hands in ten fingers.
Here comes the sun, my hair eat your eyes like snakes with eggs.
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun! ...

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