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Let's start a fire
02:46
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Don't like when you stare at me
It's time for a new prophecy
Your eyes always mean problems
Your eyes make me lose my senses
My past catches me again
My city becomes unfriendly land
Phenix, the cure will be the flame
Hard way, no rebirth without pain
I think it's time to gather my past
I have a tank full of gasoline
Just need a match and the pyre begins
Let's start a fire
Don't like when you stare at me
It's time for a new prophecy
My past catches me again
My city becomes unfriendly land
Everything I need
The biggest fire I have ever seen
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2. |
Farewell
03:00
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Once again
We spent our day on the highway
Miles after miles
Driving this far away
Farewell my friend
Farewell again
The evening comes
It's time for us to make a break
Meeting new friends
And get back to (the) oldest ones
Chatter and laugh
Making bad jokes and clink our glasses
Morning comes
Sunrise means the starting signal
Farewell my friend
Farewell again
I think it's time to leave
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Street full of fixies
Teens bearded like santa claus
All season wearing checked shirts
Showing us they are listening to tapes
Now anybody claim their memberships
Of this 40’s fashion for gentility men
We are the last one to survive
Glasses with big black frames
To show off their haughty faces
Mustache tattoed on fingers
The world is overrun by hipsters
We are the last one to survive
They think they will change the world
They're other sheeps (living) in a different corral
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4. |
Joy's rage
02:13
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Should better cry but you lie
Afraid of being sad a guy
But how can you like happiness if you don't take sorrow little sly
Schizophrenic and psycho to the fingertips
That’s human being that’s the leadership
Bipolar mind left / right brain
Accept all you’ve got on your head
I seem to sulk when i’m well
My hatred transmit by soft sell
It makes makes makes makes me smell myself
Joy’s Rage // I fight I'm friendly
Joy’s Rage // I scream I'm happy
Joy’s Rage // I smile when I’m bad
Joy’s Rage // I am depressed but glad
Hard to assume other’s looks
Have behaviour like teach on books
Sometimes i’m quiet sometimes i’m mad
It’s not on lessons undergraduate
We’re not offensives, it’s just punk rock
It’s our esthetic always say fuck
We laugh even talking of riot
Cheerful hardcore we won’t deny it
I fight I'm friendly
I scream I'm happy
I smile when I’m bad
I am depressed but glad
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Mr Godson Limoges, France
Mister Godson will be the last one to survive est groupe de punk rock.
Pas de prétention d’être les premiers
en quoi que ce soit, mais plutôt les derniers à survivre.
Mr Godson is a four pieces punk rock band from Limoges in France. No pretention, only passion.
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