J'ai une amie

J'ai une amie avec qui ça se passe plutôt bien.
Avec elle je discute de tout et de rien.
On ne se pose jamais de questions,
on s'amuse et on jouit sans façon.

Tous les deux on va au cinéma,
ou bien faire des courses,
et moi je passe pour un bon gars.

J'ai une amie avec qui je partage des choses,
que je ne pourrais pas vraiment
partager avec d'autres gens.
Je sais que je peux lui dire les choses,
car elle au moins me comprend.

Tous les deux on déteste
tous les autres gens.
Des fois même on se dit
qu'on pourrait être plus méchant.

J'ai une amie avec qui je m'entend vraiment bien.
Ensemble, quand on tue quelqu'un,
c'est de sang froid et avec les mains.

Regarder les gens mourir,
ça nous fait beaucoup rire.
On peut enfin se regarder
et n'avoir rien à cacher.

RUN RUN RUN COWARD I HUNGER (FAGS AND DOUCHEBAGS)

Des meufs à POUAL
à POUAL
toutes... nues
en culotte, de cheval

j'adore jouer à la course hippique
horse race avec ton petit chaton
je mise tout sur Francisco, le numéro 3
favori des parieurs anglais

c'est génial
les chevals
j'ai la dalle
de ton cheval

je joue à la NES
sur tes fesses
j'adore j'adore
les caques
tusses
les pigeons morts

Sorry To Tell You That But Mathematics Will Never Rule The World

Your sweater will sweat your sweater out
I sweaaaaaaar
Sweat in my sweat in my sweat in my pants
June is June is June is what ? finally there
And you might get asked to kill Bill
Who God put in the holes
So FUCK IT

I ONLY SWEAR WHEN I GOT SOMETHING TO SAY

I NEVER SAY ANYTHING AND WHEN I DO IT'S FUCKING BORING

WE MIGHT MUST DIE SAY DOESN'T

The bodyguards at the party with Tina
The king of the Dicks suffers with Tina
Furious vibrational eggs basket wut
If you thinking something like "every single line means something"
Something meaning something in the way
And something in the way to another surf blade cokksucka

AND YOU'LL END UP I TELL YOU IN A FUCKING COMA

STINGS STICK IN THE VEINS OF YOUR ARMS

PUT DOWN THAT TROUSER AND NOW

JESUS IS WALKING BELIEVING RIGHT AT US

Paralyzing Me

The electric feel
The invisible cage
Pulls me
Inside my fear

Paralyzed
In a corpse
I'm a body
That no longer is

My soul
Trapped in a core
Of floating cells
Paralyzing me
Paralyzing me
Paralyzing me

Why does it
Have to take
So long
When you're already
In Hell
You realize
It's only
The beginning
And you're
Paralyzed

Ride the Legend (Dreaming of One's Home)

And this night, at the twilight
You'll wake the wind,
For it to blow accross the land
Accross the immerged plains
And the morning after the day
She'll find you dead, lying on the sand

The past will not prepare any come-back
All you have to do is break the link
Keep on wearing the mask
Time travel is a waste of time

Neither a wolf carrying a sword
You're a child trapped in a stranger's body
And it's no good your trying
All your melodies sound fake
As your hopeless hopes of finishing the game
Someday, they'll find you closer to the door

stupid single depressing

round face, short hair

little feline eyes
her nice suede jacket
covers her sweet body lines
she is always smiling

oh Alex
I don't want you
I don't need love
to live through


the dream fits me
rather than the
disappointment
of reality

the real pleasure
of thinking of someone
of living for someone
is in the hope for it
cause when it happens
it only feels like shit

sex
is what I got in mind
when I think of your round
tiny ass
sex
i'm afraid to say it
is less disappointing
with one hand
than with some erratic ballbreaker

filles < seins

j'aime les filles

j'aime les seins

j'aime les filles avec des seins

américains, argentins, coréens

des petits seins, des gros seins

ils me font tous me sentir bien

les filles les filles les filles

trop mignonnes les filles

French Eurodance Song (Viva la Greece)

Que faire L'ennui te gagne Tu as déjà perdu Happé par un monde imaginé Peut-être fantasmé dans lequel tu te plait à te complaire Tu cèdes à la facilité et te laissant tomber Tu finiras par te relever Des bulles savonnées colorées s'éclatent sur les nez Lalalala-la lalala lalalala-la lalala Cette musique pop pénètre tes oreilles Viole ta conscience et endors tes sens Une coquille animée par des réflexes spontanés Guidée par un martèlement répétitif et abrutissant Moi j'écoute du Mozart et c'est très bien

Tera Melos song

To everybody listening to this song
Everybody thinking that this is a good song
Rather than listening to some J-Pop
Akihabara club music style

Member of the international sunday hangover club
Either way you're deceived about last night
Lying on your bed wondering what's wrong
On the other hand those things don't have much importance
So just keep on enjoying that Tera Melos song

The Mouquette Sect

HAVEN'T SLEPT FOR WEEKS

Might be up
Might be upside
Might be upside down
the bonded crowd

you taste delicious

TRAPPED BETWEEN THE SHARKTOPUS' JAWS

one
two
three
four you got the score !

I don't want your soul, I don't want no money
I WANT YOU

TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO ESCAPE

animals understand you

need a burger now
go funk with it

and the snakes and birds and roses and pines and oceans...

THIS PLACE SMELLS LIKE ZOMBIE BUTT

but you taste like a burger

Don't Trust your Senses

Tell what you see
Prove what you say

Can you feel the matter
When you're touching this table
Are you aware of the object
While screwing my cable

Get ready
To understand
That you can't understand
That if you'd understand
It wouldn't be true

DON'T
TRUST
YOUR
SENSES

SUBSTANCE
METAL
GEAR
SOLID

God almighty
Trustworthy
Ubiquitous
So meticulous
So fucking frivolous

And if you don't give a damn about the shit we say
Pretending everything and its contrary
Admitting things without thinking of their reason to be
You probably just aren't as fucked up as us

the heat / wobbly legs

the flavor is
the flavor is
the flavor is

what's your name please
flora is ?
flavie as
the flame in his
coco coco cocoa

we don't have to be waiting
don't have to be searching
on a sunny day a sunny day

but now it's summertime
it's summertime it's not summertime
anymore

the sun is going to bed
so will you

Caroline Tremor Under Control

surf up the wave
admire the silver sunshine
going down
in the sea
it's just an illusion

define
the transparent tree

do you like iranian 60s music ?
behind the wheel of your car
knowing where you're going
doesn't help you
chosing
where you're going

define
the fluorescent teen

take the time to waste the time
is it raining ? is it not ?
is the weather correct or not ?
penetrate the deep clear abyss
of that green giant skull
facing
it's facing
us

define
the sunny day

don't imitate me

Give Me Gas, Buy Gasoline

getting in the hot tub
saber the champagne bro
we'll enjoy the night in good company




the instrumental's gettin rough
hard acid bass kickin in
the samples just got it all
the earth's movin on that beat



while all the poors lyin' down on the highway
gettin used to weird shit runnin in their veins
the liquid cash is what's runnin in our veins !
and i might say that we're livin it quite well
money is what rules the universe
appreciate what you have as long as you have something
and the more you have bro the more you appreciate
otherwise you just can die alone in the gutter
that's my philosophy

getting in the hot tub
sniff the line's all for you baby
you'll enjoy the night in good company

as long as i can take advantage of my heritage
the weaks they'll have to depend on theirselves
how do you think i got where i am today, bitch ?
God put me where He thought i'd suit right
i'll keep fighting to defend position and honor
so stop fucking with what you can't understand
and return to your land of despair and misery
now that the King's reign has just started to expand
they'll know there ain't place for the sufferings

the music's takin its rights
huge drums rollin down
the guitars scratchin
and the whole thing's fucked up

Give The Mule Some Discola

Cozied up to the toilet
Head stuck in the sink
Watch my eyes being cut
By you razor face

Droids came by too late
Repetitive moves yet useless
What the fuck am i supposed to do now ?
Locked up between shitty robots,
A living razor and the crapper

Somebody scratching the door
Somebody scratching the door

Can't be, i'm such a mess
Can't think of anything except masturbation
And that's really not helping me
Is the situation looking bad ?
Is it worth it ?

Maybe stingin my arms up
Wasn't a very good idea
Now seeing giant vaginas
Travelling thru India

Le sceau éternel des eaux cachées

En survolant les lumières de la ville
du hublot refroidi de l'appareil
ma vue se trouble quand mon regard défile
plus rien ne m'empêche d'atteindre le sommeil
le ciel constellé semble bien vide
il appelle l'éternité dans laquelle se plonger
elle est n'est plus loin cette sylphide
qui m'invitait à nager, la rejoindre, au loin

les vapeurs froides se rejoignent
enveloppent mes membres engourdis
par les heures de vol qui de tout m'éloignent
même si depuis longtemps déjà je suis parti


ma conscience aperçoit une île
cachant les ultimes lueurs d'un astre fatigué
les eaux troubles paraissent apaisées
le tout se montre trop versatile
mes pas échouent sur un sable jamais foulé
les animaux n'ont pas peur et ont l'air de m'accueillir
les dauphins, les petits singes s'amusent à rire
épuisé au final je finis par m'écrouler


la lumière noire est toujours présente
ma cabine est aussi étrangement constellée
autour de moi je ressent une paix omnisciente
mon âme n'aura donc point connu la tourmente

et mon dos lentement se redresse
ma vue floue ne détecte plus rien
je m'abandonne dans la vapeur des illusions

Being A Teenage Puss Model

skateboarding shoes
destroyed green jean
crassy dumb t-shirt
riding the spot
like an alien would
discovering the joys
of the deadly pavement

Megadeth off the ghettoblaster
supporting the tricks
stupid kids doing stupid figures
feeling the adrenaline
running in their veins
danger is near but never feared
fancy trousers on fire

barely legal teenage girls
enjoying the pheromones fight
in aerial movements
as the metal riffs resound down the pool
soundtrack to their misfit way of life
and now all the panties are wet
planning to be more than trophies

Movie Stars (King-Size Boner)

Oooh Emma Stone
your beauty reflected
in the gold of my throne
has already infected
the core of my libido
you and Gemma Arterton
both can come here
gonna make you moan
with my own bottle of beer
even if that sounds weirdo

Ooh and Rose McGowan
just to be sure you're aware
that i'm the real lion
that's gonna scratch your derriere
like a crazy mofo
you and Mila Kunis
are gonna move to the huge beat
deep in a fiesta down Memphis
while licking my tasty feet
...I hope you'll do that slooooow

Ooh Jessica Alba
how couldn't you be over all that
you represent the best of California
hips and lips and chips of the pretty mamacita
oops, what happened to my speedo ?
Ay, you and M-E Winstead
watching you always makes my day
would spend my life with you two in the bed
the sofabed, the waterbed, the airbed
uuuuuf, wut ?

I just woke up

Pigeons on my Eyes

PIGEONS ON MY EYES
POOPING EVERYWHERE
PIGEONS ON MY EYES
WHY WON'T THEY GO ELSEWHERE ?

SHITTING ALL AROUND THE CORNERS
OF MY SUFFERING EYEBALLS
I JUST CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE
I'M GONNA COMMIT A FUCKING GENOCIDE

A PIGEON GENOCIDE
SOUNDS SO GOOD
SOUNDS SO FREAKING GOOD
BLRAH BLRAH

PIGEONS ON MY EYES
POOPING EVERYWHERE
PIGEONS ON MY EYES
WHY WON'T THEY GO ELSEWHERE ?

GONNA DO THEM
SLUTTY CAT DOGGYSTYLE
MAKE THEM EXPLODE
END THEIR LIVES

wasted willie

Willie Nelson yo Willie Nelson
First heard of you man
In that song by that band Hot Chip
And I just wondered
"Who's that guy ?"

So I went on the Internet
To check your Wikipage
And then, well then, yeah then,
I knew who you are

Willie, oh Willie,
You'll always be, to me,
That Texas Playboy Rag
But nothing to do with the Dodos
Not the birds, the band i'm listening to
While typing those words

Those are cool cool
Wasted sluts

green oceans

vast oceans of acid kerosene
clear harps announciating imminent futures
unlimited area of permanent dangers

satisfies me when being lost in your dreams

as the lasers aim
sweet melody hanging by
lost again in your dreams
now the loss will be forever

and as i'm changing into another
what else would i see standing in front of the mirror
you and me and that new twin of yourself
and once again you change into another

no ufo could remind me of that
no ufo can remind me of that
no ufo would remind me of that
what ufo will remind you of me ?

smashing the liquid wall of booze with my head

her name rings out in my
wide open head
brain damage
shrill sounds bouncing all over
the inside of my skull

oh what is love
baby don't hurt me
no more

that feeling coming from nowhere
clashing emotions explosion occurs
perception blurred by an insight into your soul
brain damage
nothing worst could have happen to
this perpetual chill

stop chewing that gum
it's my soul you are chewing
pink psychedelic rubber soul
the weather was so warm
now all is dyed in

inconstant greys

in love with a drone of weird sound patterns

do do do do do you hear that flute,
that giant flute standing right in front of that sunshine,
that hooker's green twilight harming poor self-esteem
you are now covered in hectolitres of virginity blood

hear that flute, disillusioning every single of your phantasms
reminding you of lonely evenings spent watching those orange lights
in the sun

and the sun send you the flowers
and the sun send you them powers

the noise waves coming to you faster and faster
the drum beat following your heart rhythm
citizens following the sex-flavored animal rapes
all draped in an uncomfortable giant shitty mess

the panthers, the leopards, eating your friends
and your friends, well, they're really enjoying that shit
i'm telling you, it's fucking with their mind
how can you just don't care about -
i don't know what the hell's happening
and now what the... what the... what ?
no no no no not possible that can't...
holy fuck please let me -
please just let me call my mom
please

now

Cœur bi

La lune

Peut-être qu'elle est cachée, peut-être qu'elle ne l'est pas
De sa forme circulaire, un sablier, une boule rose en sortira
Les pommettes sanctifiées aux pommiers de l'aventure parcourue
Avalées elles ne finiront pas, telle prétention s'admettant peu par ici

Si du haut de son centimètre soixante-dix il s’asphyxie l'appendice
Les courants d'air ne manquent pas et la carte reste in-jouée
Une danse enjouée retournée par une liberté maltraitée
Rend une rime facile difficilement acceptable

Le non-sens ne s'appliquant pour certaines lois édifiées
La rosée par romantisme s'évertuera via la saison à briguer le con sole
Allumé seulement inconsolable finira par s'éteindre sans la sauvegarde
Et l'écran de fumée in-transpercable affiche le pic du Printemps

Un cœur, tiraillé, bien là
Avaler, son but, bien ça