A ça, Jean-Louis Murat, c'est un peu spécial...

Oh, Mario,
Sit here by the window;
Stay here 'til we reach Idaho,
And when we go, hold my hand on take-off.
Tell me what I already know:

That we can't talk about it.
No, we can't talk about it.

Because nobody knows,
that's how I nearly fell,
trading clothes
and ringing Pavlov's Bell.
History shows
there's not a chance in hell.

But, oh, Mario, we're only to Ohio.
It's kinda getting harder to breathe.
I won't let it show,
I'm all about denial
But can't denial let me believe

That we could talk about it?
But we could talk about it

Because nobody knows,
that's how I nearly fell,
trading clothes
and ringing Pavlov's Bell.
History shows
but rarely shows it well.

Well, well, well

Oh, Mario, why if this is nothing,
I'm finding it's so hard to dismiss.
If you're what I need,
then only you can save me,
so come on baby give me the fix

and let's just talk about it.
I've got to talk about it.

Because nobody knows.
that's how I nearly fell,
trading clothes
and ringing Pavlov's Bell.
History shows
like it was show and tell

So tell me...

That's how I nearly fell...
by ringing Pavlov's bell...

So, baby, show and tell...


Pavlov's Bell - Aimee Mann

"Crest fallen sidekick
In an old cafe
Never slept with a dream
Before he had to go away
Theres a bell in the tower
Uncle ray bought a round
Dont worry about the army
In the cold cold ground

Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
...

Now dont be a cry baby
When theres wood in the shed
Theres a bird in the chimmney
And a stone in my bed
When the roads washed out
They pass the bottle around
And wait in the arms
Of the cold cold ground

Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
...

Theres a ribbon in the willow
And a tire swing rope
And a briar patch of berries
Takin over the slope
The catll sleep in the mailbox
And well never go to town
Til we bury every dream
In the cold cold ground

Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
...

Gimme a winchester rifle and a whole box of shells
Blow the roof off the goat barn
Let it roll down the hill
The piano is firewood
Times square is a dream
I find well lay down together
In the cold cold ground

Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
...

Call the cops on the breedloves
Bring a Bible and a rope
And a whole box of rebel
And a bar of soap
Make a pile of trunk tires
And burn em all down
Bring a dollar with you baby
In the cold cold ground

Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
...

Take a weathervane rooster
Throw rocks at his head
Stop talking to the neighbors
Til we all go dead
Beware of my temper
And the dog that Ive found
Break all the windows
In the cold cold ground

Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
Cold cold ground
... "

"Cold cold ground" (Tom Waits)

(Sûrement déjà postée mais c'est tellement bon...)

"Everybody Knows


Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you've been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it's now or never
Everybody knows that it's me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
Ah when you've done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the Plague is coming
Everybody knows that it's moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you're in trouble
Everybody knows what you've been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Everybody knows it's coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Oh everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows"

Leonard Cohen - Everybody knows

"Why begin battles you can't win
When ya building a prison that you're already in
Burning your boats at the slightest pretence
Within a sense of righteous defence
Hence no real news, just neo con views
Distorted reports that said you'd never lose
Confused you choose buildin' a wall
Tall towers of power in Babylon that fall
On those below, whether friend or foe
What's the body count now? You don't know
Cos your Scanned or banned by homeland security
Any trace of political or religious impurity
Get in line, sign, shuffle in time
Any foreigner is a potential crime, now
Facing the reality of world war three
It's all about the free degree

Sign up son. Study free
You're gonna get a gun never the degree
Come see
Sign up son. Study free
You're gonna get a gun never the degree
Sign up son. Come study free
You're gonna get a gun never the degree
Follow me
Sign up son. Come Study free
You're gonna get a gun.

Like the old days in different ways
Have you now or ever been a member of' cliches
They can handcuff the bray that ticks the wrong box
Knocking him down with electric shocks
they throw rocks, & the oil soaked rag
Under the ideology of some flaming flag
As they drag the brother from the burning hummer
The exit's blocked, find another.
But they found you, surround you, now you will discover
A stray ricochet killed one of the crowds mother.
Sword, scimitar, cross, or the crescent
Exit wounds, are never ever pleasant
And ever present is the evident knowledge
They only ever joined to pay to go college
But they insist you enlist 'n' you'll see
It's all about the free degree

Sign up son. Study free
You're gonna get a gun never the degree
Come see
Sign up son. Study free
You're gonna get a gun never the degree
Sign up son. Come study free
You're gonna get a gun never the degree
Follow me
Sign up son. Come Study free
You're gonna get a gun.

Tie another ribbon round the old oak tree
You can buy one from Taiwan and then you get one free
You can defend liberty with these western flaws
Can't counter chaos if you cannot know the cause
Forced to fear die for the idea?
Clutch a cloth near. Reality's clear?
They scream in trauma, slip into a coma
The brother only joined for the free diploma

So you join the military for the merry degree
Ignoring the reality of world war three
Out of hand in a land you don't understand
How dare you demand?
Compliance, a licence to kill

With the cheek to speak of portraying gods will
When weekend warriors start to realize why
They're being sent hell bent to the desert to die they cry
Lost my buddy. It's getting bloody
I'm low on ammo, I came to study
While sorta willing for the presidents shilling
Didn't consider it might concern real killing,
There's no skill in defining right from wrong
When you don't know the world outside and beyond
Your own front gate, let alone it's too late to see
It's all about the free degree

Sign up son. Study free
You're gonna get a gun never the degree
Come n' see
Sign up son. Study free
You're gonna get a gun never the degree
Sign up son. Come study free
You're gonna get a gun never the degree
Follow me
Sign up son. Come Study free
You're gonna get a gun."

"Free Degree" (Le Peuple de l'Herbe)

"Ecoutez ! Vous entendez ça ?
_Oui...
_Des machines !

Did I go wrong somewhere?
I try to be the best does anyone cares?
With Rap & Religion, Rhythm & Rhyme
Say no to grime time
Commercial standards, corporate cuts
If I just want beats I must be nuts
Profit available, I’m unassailable
M’modus operandi underailable
Said it before, I am the jaw
Drifting life to life so hardcore far more
In tune with the moon than the forces of finance
My chance to choose my own path so I dance
Talk real streets
Learn to rhyme before you touch the beats
And do I educate those
Who never never knew how the history goes.
Do I educate those
Who never never knew how the history goes
Do I educate those
Who never never knew how the history goes

Endeavour to be clever whenever is best
The lifetime’s one long test and I guess
That only the strongest can survive
Spiritually, not the physical vibes
Brains over brawn, remaining on form,
Betray the norm the worsted storms
Outside, outride with a suicidal psyche
Takes my homeboys over nightly might we?
Lift the lyric to another level
Learn to love yourself a little and lose the devil
Within.
The rhythm begin
Sound of a new bass line kicking in
From a world outside, I surmise
Inexperience leads you to learn lies
Wise guys knows how to focus those
Who never never knew how the history goes

We educate those
Who never never knew how the history goes
Just suppose
You never never knew how the history goes
We educate those
Who never never knew how the history goes
Just suppose
You never never knew how the history goes

Did I go wrong somewhere?
I try to be the best does anyone cares?
With Rap & Religion, Rhythm & Rhyme
Still say no to crime time
Commercial standards, corporate cuts
If I just want beats I must be fucking nuts
It’s profit available, I’m unassailable
M’modus operandi is fucking underailable

Said it before, I am the jaw
Drifting life to life so hardcore, far more
In tune with the moon than the forces of finance
My chance to prove my own path I dance and
Talk.
Real streets
Learn to rhyme before you touch the fucking beats
And do I educate those
Who never never knew how my history goes.

We educate those
Who never never knew how the history goes
Just suppose
You never never knew how the history goes
We educate those
Who never never knew how the history goes
Just suppose
You never never knew how the history goes"

"History Goes" (le Peuple de l'Herbe)

" Dial up my number now
Weaving it through the wire
Switch me on, turn me up
Don't want it Baudelaire
Just glitter lust
Switch me on, turn me up
I want to touch you
You're just made for love

I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la
I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la

Coils up and round me
Teasing your poetry
Switch me on, turn me up
Oh child of Venus
You're just made for love

I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la
I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la
I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la
I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la

You know I walk for days
I wanna waste some time
You wanna be so mean
You know I love to watch
I wanna love some more
It'll never be the same
A broken heel like a heart
I'll never walk again
Yeah!

I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la
I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la
I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la
I need la la la la la la
I need ooh la la la la"

"Oh la la" (Goldfrapp)

Ce soir, concert pour Ubbläk !

Zïss ünt ëtnah Zïss ünt ëtnah
Zïss ünt ëtnah Zïss ünt ëtnah... (chœurs)

Dö wëhlïlïp döwatsïndöh
Dö wëhlïlïp döwatsïndöh
Dö wëhlïlïp döwatsïndöh
Dö wëhlïlïp döwatsïndöh

Rï sï sündï siwëhn dö loï siwëhn dö
Rï sï sündï siwëhn dö loï siwëhn dö
Rï sï sündï siwëhn dö loï siwëhn dö
Rï sï sündï siwëhn dö loï siwëhn dö

/ë dobëhn ŠlaGëhn
/ë dobëhn ŠlaGëhn
/ë dobëhn ŠlaGëhn
/ë dobëhn ŠlaGëhn

Ëwëhlëh woh soï
Ëwëlëh woh loh soï
Ëwëh wëlëh wö soï
Ëwëlëh woh loh soï
Ëwëh wëlëh wö soï
Ëwëlëh woh loh soï
Ëwëh wëlëh wö soï
Ëwëlëh woh loh soï

[chœurs]
Zïss ünt ëtnah zïss ünt ëtnah (10x)
[soliste]
Walöhmëhnd/ëm
Walöhmëhnd/ëm

Hël Hël Hël worïtstoh wahn worotsaï
Hël Hël Hël worïtstoh wahn worotsaï
Hël Hël Hël worïtstoh wahn worotsaï
Hël Hël Hël worïtstoh wahn worotsaï

Manëh wëh soworï rï rï rï rï rï
Manëh wëh soworï rï rï rï rï rï
Manëh wëh soworï rï rï rï rï rï
Manëh wëh soworï rï rï rï rï rï

Ëwï wëhlo soï ëwï wëhlo doï doï doï
Ëwï wëhlo soï ëwï wëhlo doï doï doï
Ëwï wëhlo soï ëwï wëhlo doï doï doï
Ëwï wëhlo soï ëwï wëhlo doï doï doï

/ë wëhlö wëhsö wëhlö wëhsö wëhlö loï Ü!
/ë wëhlö wëhsö wëhlö wëhsö wëhlö loï
/ë wëhlö wëhsö wëhlö wëhsö wëhlö loï Ü!
/ë wëhlö wëhsö wëhlö wëhsö wëhlö loï

Wï wï wëhlö soï wëhlö woh soworï
Wï wï wëhlö soï wëhlö woh soworï
Wï wï wëhlö soï wëhlö woh soworï
Wï wï wëhlö soï wëhlö woh soworï

Ëwëlëh woh soworï wëhlëh woh soworï
Ëwëlëh woh soworï wëhlëh woh soworï
Ëwëlëh woh soworï wëhlëh woh soworï
Ëwëlëh woh soworï wëhlëh woh soworï

Hël Hël Hël worïtstoh wahn worotsaï
Hël Hël Hël worïtstoh wahn worotsaï (4x)

Wïrr da Zeuhl wortz Mëkanïk
Da Zeuhl wortz Mëkanïk
Da Zeuhl wortz Mëkanïk
Wï wï Ëss Ëss wï wï Ëss Ëss wï wï Ëss Ëss
Wï wï Ëss Ëss wï wï Ëss
Wïrr da Zeuhl wortz Mëkanïk
Da Zeuhl wortz Mëkanïk
Wï wï Ëss Ëss wï wï Ëss Ëss wï wï Ëss Ëss
Wï wï Ëss Ëss wï wï Ëss

Wirt Straïn Zëbëhn Dë Geuštaah
Da felt dö Dos Hamdaak
Da felt dö Stöht Wurdah
Da felt Nëbëhr Gudahtt
Da felt dos Kreuhn Köhrmahn
Da felt dos Kreuhn Köhrmahn
Da felt dos Kreuhn Köhrmahn
Dos Kreuhn Köhrmahn
Kreuhn Köhrmahn!!!

"I am a man who looks after the pigs
Usually I get along okay.
I am man who reveals all he digs,
Should be more careful what I say.

I'm getting put down,
I'm getting pushed round,
I'm being beaten every day.
My life's fading,
But things are changing,
I'm not gonna sit and weep again.

I am man who drives a local bus
I take miners to work, but the pits all closed today.
It's easy to see that you are one of us.
Ain't it funny how we all seem to look the same?

I'm getting put down,
I'm getting pushed round,
I'm being beaten every day.
My life's fading,
But things are changing,
I'm not gonna sit and weep again.

My karma tells me
You've been screwed again.
If you let them do it to you
You've got yourself to blame.
It's you who feels the pain
It's you that takes the shame.

I am a young man
I ain't done very much,
You men should remember how we used to fight.
Just like a child, I've been seeing only dreams,
I'm all mixed up but I know what's right.

I'm getting put down,
I'm getting pushed round,
I'm being beaten every day.
My life's fading,
But things are changing,
I'm not gonna sit and weep again."

"The Dirty jobs" (The Who)

Voici l'histoire d'un peuple d'Europe centrale, qui,
Ayant renversé son tyran, marchait sur le palais
Et le chant de ce peuple était si beau
Qu'il s'éleva jusque dans l'Espace


Magma

Mekanik Destruktiw Komandoh

Blüm de Kobaya !

Are you such a dreamer
To put the world to rights?
I'll stay home forever
Where two and two always makes a five

I'll lay down the tracks
Sandbag and hide
January has April's showers
And two and two always makes a five

It's the devil's way now
There is no way out
You can SCREAM and you can shout
It is too late now

Because...
You have not been!

Payin' attention
Payin' attention
Payin' attention
Payin' attention
You have not been paying attention

Payin' attention
Payin' attention
Payin' attention
You have not been paying attention

Payin' attention
Payin' attention
Payin' attention
You have not been paying attention

Payin' attention
Payin' attention
Payin' attention oohh

I try to sing along
But I get it all wrong
Cozimnot
Cozimnot

I swat 'em like flies but like flies the buggers keep coming back NOT
But I’m not

All hail to the thief
All hail to the thief

But I'm not
But I'm not
But I'm not
But I'm not

Don't question my authority or put me in the box
Cozimnot
Cozimnot

Oh go and tell the king that the sky is falling in

When it's not
But it's not
But it's not
Maybe not
Maybe not

Radiohead - 2+2=5

Shock!
I got a new life
You would hardly recognize me
Im so glad
How can a person like me care for you
Why do I bother
When youre not the one for me
Is enough enough
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
No ones gonna drag you up
To get into the light where you belong
But where do you belong
Under the pale moon
For so many years Ive wondered
Who you are
How can a person like you bring me joy
Under the pale moon
Where I see a lot of stars
Is enough enough
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
No ones gonna drag you up
To get into the light where you belong
But where do you belong
I saw the sign and it opened up my mind
And I am happy now
Living without you
Ive left you all alone
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign
No ones gonna drag you up
To get into the light where you belong
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes
I saw the sign

J'ai toujours cru que les paroles c'etait "I saw the sun", les vraies sont trop nazes en fait. M'en fous je continuerai a dire "I saw the sun" sous la douche.

"Soon this space will be too small
And I'll go oustide
To the huge illside
Where the wild winds blow
And the cold stars shine

I'll put my foot
On the living road
And be carried from here
To the heart of the world

I'll be strong as a ship
And wise as a wale
And I'll say the three words
That will save us all
And I'll say the three words
That will save us all

Soon this space will be too small
And I'll laugh so hard
That the walls cave in

The I'll die three times
And be born again
In a little box
With a golden key
And a flying fish
Will set me free

Soon this space will be too small
All my veins and bones
Will be burned to dust
You can throw me into
A black iron pot
And my dust will tell
What my flesh would not

Soon this space will be too small
And I'll go oustide
And I'll go oustide
And I'll go oustide
... "

"Soon this space will be too small" (Lhasa)

Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na

I guess I just lost my husband
I don't know where he went
So I'm gonna drink my money
I'm not gonna pay his rent (nope)
I've got a brand new attitude,
And I'm gonna wear it tonight
I'm gonna get in trouble
I wanna start a fight

Na na na na na
I wanna start a fight
Na na na na na
I wanna start a fight


So,
So what I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't need you
And guess what
I'm havin more fun
And now that were done
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're a tool so
So what
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight

Unh Check my flow Uohhh

The waiter just took my table
And gave it to Jessica Simps
(Shit!)
I guess I'll go sit with drum boy
At least he'll know how to hit
(Oops)
What if this song's on the radio,
Then somebody's gonna die! haha
I'm going to get in trouble,
My ex will start a fight

Na na na na
He's gonna to start a fight
Na na na na
We're all gonna
To get into a fight


So,
So what I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't need you
And guess what
I'm havin more fun
And now that were done
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're a tool so
So what
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight

You weren't fair
You never were
You want it all but that's not fair
I gave you life
I gave my all
You weren't there, you let me fall


So, so what I'm still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't need you
And guess what
I'm havin more fun
And now that were done
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're a tool so
So what
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight

No no
No no, I don't want you tonight
You weren't there
I'm gonna show you tonight
I'm alright
I'm just fine
And you're a tool so
So what
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don't want you tonight

Ba da da da pffftt

Pink - So what

rien que les trois premières notes me font sautiller sur place

C'est passé à une soirée hier, et la piste de danse est devenue folle. Tout le monde sautait partout en gueulant comme des putois. J'ai adoré

"Du sel sur les lèvres, les yeux qui portent loin,
une assemblée de gueules et les mains dans des mains.
Des valises de courage moquent nos souvenirs,
un souffle d'air, devant, chante "Il faut en finir".

C'est la bande à timide qui s'embrasse les joues,
qui se claque dans le dos en disant "Qui êtes vous ?".
Nos amours sont toutes là à repousser les rues,
nos doutes aussi : j'ai vu les casseroles de nos culs.
On conjugue sa frousse au sourire du voisin
et nos yeux piquent un peu : paraît que c'est pour demain.

Les amis, ce soir on met les bouts,
on l'a juré cent fois.
J'ai la marche d'un roi, si je marche avec vous.
J'ai le rire d'un fou quand on marie nos voix.
Je suis fier de moi quand j'ai besoin de nous.

Le joli bruit, le monde qui gronde d'impatience,
On chauffe des semelles en tapant la cadence.
C'est pas qu'on se ressemble mais on est tous très beaux
Quand au pied des falaises on tresse des bateaux.

Alors on se découvre, on s'invente des noms
Qui veulent dire "Bienvenue" ou "Tout le monde sur le pont".
Les grands portent les petits qui sifflent une chanson de lutte
Ou ranime en riant les sans-foi, les sans-buts.
Y a la tête au soleil, qui fracasse lointain,
Et nos yeux piquent un peu : ça y est on est demain !

Les amis, ce soir on met les bouts,
on l'a juré cent fois.
J'ai la marche d'un roi, si je marche avec vous.
J'ai le rire d'un fou quand on marie nos voix.
Je suis fier de moi quand j'ai besoin de nous."

"Bréhal" (Loïc Lantoine)

Bien que ces vaches de bourgeois (bis)
Les appellent des filles de joie (bis)
C'est pas tous les jours qu'elles rigolent, parole, parole
C'est pas tous les jours qu'elles rigolent

Car même avec des pieds de grues (bis)
Faire les cent pas le long des rues (bis)
C'est fatigant pour les guibolles, parole, parole
C'est fatigant pour les guibolles

Non seulement elles ont des cors (bis)
Des oeils de perdrix, mais encore (bis)
C'est fou ce qu'elles usent de grolles, parole, parole
C'est fou ce qu'elles usent de grolles

Y' a des clients y'a des salauds (bis)
Qui se trempent jamais dans l'eau (bis)
Faut pourtant qu'elles les cajolent parole, parole
Faut pourtant qu'elles les cajolent.

Qu'elles leur fassent la courte échelle (bis)
Pour monter au septième ciel (bis)
Les sous croyez pas qu'elles les volent parole, parole
Les sous croyez pas qu'elles les volent

Elles sont méprisées du public (bis)
Elles sont bousculées par les flics (bis)
Et menacées de la vérole, parole, parole
Et menacées de la vérole

Bien que toute la vie elles fassent l'amour (bis)
Qu'elles se marient vingt fois par jour (bis)
La noce est jamais pour leur fiole, parole, parole
La noce est jamais pour leur fiole

Fils de pécore et de minus (bis)
Ris pas de la pauvre vénus (bis)
La pauvre vieille casserole, parole, parole
La pauvre vieille casserole

Il s'en fallait de peu mon cher (bis)
Que cette pétunia ne fut ta mère (bis)
Cette pétunia dont tu rigoles, parole, parole
Cette pétunia dont tu rigoles.

Brassens la Complainte des filles de joie