Lookin′ at the sun, lookin′ down on me
Lookin′ at the sun setting me free
Lookin′ at the sun lookin′ down on me
Shining down on me...
Lookin′ at the sun, lookin′ down on me
Lookin′ at the sun setting me free
Lookin′ at the sun lookin′ down on me
Shining down on me...
Quand l′amour se met à battre la cadence
Ll n′est plus question de contenance
Écoute bien le conseil de shéhérazade:
Amour qui n′souffre pas est plaisir bien fade
Shéhérazade m′as raconté cette nuit
Le conte de la rose des sables
L′éternel conte de l′amour qui s′enfuit
L′interninable fable
La rose sables, princesse du désert
Le désert de petit prince a fait naufrage
Le coeur bercé par une brise sauvage
Son visage sera-t-il fait de la cendre
Des ses rêves...
Ou de poussière d′étoiles
D′une bien trop brève?
Quand lãmour se met à battre la cadence
Ll n′est plus question de contenance
Écoute bien le conseil de shéhérazade:
Amour qui n′souffre pas est plaisir bien fade
La fleur qui pleure dans sa haute tuor d′ivoire
Attend celui qui n′a pas besoin de vair pour croire
Son coeur se transforme en fontaine
En force tranquille qui va rompe ses chaînes
Shéhérazade, shérérazade
Raconte-moi tout
Raconte-moi tout
I wanna have sunday or monday
I wanna have jewels on my jeans
My guitar sounds like a nightingale
I wanna travel without fear
I wanna be light as a black glove
I wanna look into your crazy eyes
I wanna have snow in the summer
Just want to see you again
What is this behind?
I wanna be light as a black glove
I wanna look into your crazy eyes
When you sleep in my bathroom
I look through the keyhole -
Then turn off the light
What is this behind this veil?
...another veil?
When I was born
You were a sapling on the lawn
And as I grew,
You developed, too
Strong limbs that I liked to tease
Would billow in the breeze,
Intoxicating bees
Oh and in your shade,
I was first laid
You stood and you swayed
I moved on, you stayed
I moved on, you stayed
When I was born
You were a sapling on the lawn
And as I grew,
You developed, too
And promises were made
Walking down a foggy London street one day
Listenin′ to the rhythm of my feet
Everything in my life was going O. K.
I bad some extra money, and all my bills
Were paid
Should I stash this extra cash
Or spend it on some pleasure
Should I throw it all away
And waste it on some pain
Pay that girl to spank me
With her belt of leather
Or feel the shower of her golden rain
I know it may sound crazy,
But it sho′ nuff it the truth
We all have these feelings
And there′s nothing we can do
I know it my way sound crazy...
It′s a California morning,
Trough I never Have been there
I wish that I could grow some wings
And fly up in the air
People who don′t like me,
Will look up in the sky
I′ll lift up my tail feathers
And drop something in their eyes
Preachin′ to the choir
Walking through the forest
In my birthday suit
Feeling free and dangling in the breeze
Soakin′ up that sweet sunshine on my body
Thinkin′. "Hey, this is the life for me!"
Preachin′ to the choir
Preachin′ to the choir
Set the church afire
Preachin′ to the choir
You might just be a poor tailor′s lazy son
I don′t mind, rub the lamp
and the show goes on
I can make you travel in time and space
I can change your sex,
I can change your race
You might be Genghis Khan
in burning rage
Or a go-go girl dancing in a silver cage
Still you′re my master, I′m your slave
One day I′ll be free to rave
Jim the Jinn, Jim the Jinn...
You can be the Queen of Sheba
in shining grace
Or Mahatma Gandhi in his holy place
Still you′re my master
and I′m your slave
One day I′ll be free to rave
It′s a word in a rhyme, a letter in a slot
A ghost in a closet, wing in the sky
It′s a stiched bead in the sand
A golden ring on your left hand
It′s a bag over my head
A sparrow in the backyard
Don′t let the monsters come too close
To your beartfelt nights
Leave the lily love the rose
Don′t let the monsters come
Too close to your beartfelt nights
It is not what it seems to be...
What is that you want from me,
What is it that you all just can′t see,
You don′t like the person who is loving me,
Leave me alone get a life of your own.
Let me be< oh please let me be
Please go away< leave me alone,
Don′t try to call me and tell me I′m wrong.
Just let me be, become happy
Why are you in the way
I just don′t want to be alone
(I just don′t want to be
What does it bring you all
If you make one of us leave,
All you achieve is you make me hate
Everything thing
I can′t take it you think I won′t make it
I′m falling through the ground,
I′m drowning in the sea,
I′m sufforcating on this Earth oh can this be
I′m just in love why is this happening to me
Mix it right, shake it up
Be sure to serve it in a cup
Mix it right it′s in your hands
To try to find the smoothest blend
Mix it right, shake it up
Crush some ice, cherry on the top
Emulsify a little luck
And quite soon they′ve doing the duck
Mix it right, shake it up
A sip too much
You′d better stop
Amorous efforts not in rain
And she′s doing the duck again
She′s doing the duck
Mix it right
Sometimes, ′bout every twenty years
It comes, and everyone′s in fear
We pray, and hope we will survive
If they don′t like me then I die
No, I ain′t talkin′ ′bout style
Cause style can make or break you honey-chile
No, I ain′t talkin′ ′bout war,
I′m talking ′bout style
I hope this time it stays around a little while
Talkin′ ′bout style
Better hope they like
Those clothes that I wear
And I hope they Like
The way I wear my hair
And I hope they like
The way I do my thang
And this here new song
That I′m ′bout to sang
I′m talkin′ ′bout style
Sometimes, ′bout every twenty years
It comes, and everyone′s in fear
We pray, and hope we will survive
Cause if one, just one don′t like you
Then you die
No, I ain′t talkin′ ′bout style
Cause style can make or break you honey-chile
No, I ain′t talkin′ ′bout war,
I′m talking ′bout style
I hope this time it stays around a little while
Talkin′ ′bout style
Silky, silky dreams
Shady, shady schemes
A nightmare is my way
To get prepared for the day
Silky, silky dreams
Hazy, hazy schemes
On any other day I would have turned
And walked away
On any other day I′d be prepared
A nightmare is my way
To get prepared for the day
A nightmare
Silky, silky dreams
Shady, shady schemes
A nightmare is my way
To get prepared for the day
Silky, silky dreams
- Why, Lucy, your eyes are filled with tears?
- My heart is strained with bloodness
Oh look, the orchestra is getting ready,
dance with me, George!
Check the scene outside of Medellin.
Make a fuss in Caracas
Mixed guys and dark men at the bars
Mambo′s slow Guantanamo
Was so glad escape in Trinidad
Outside down in Kingston town
Stole a car in the streets of Panama
Went too far in Bogota
Space cake brake at the Titicaca lake
Got some more in Ecuador
Out for a dance in a dive in Puerto Prince
Went too far in Bogota
A little weak, a little pale today
Looks like it′s time, for that certain holiday
A little weak, a little pale today
A little weak, a little pale today
"Rip ′em up"
Space cake brake on the Titicaca lake
Got some more in Ecuador
Stole a car in the streets of Panama
Went too far in Bogota
A little weak, a little pale today
Looks like it′s time, for that certain holiday
A little weak, a little pale today
Looks like it′s time, for that certain holiday
A little weak, a little pale today
Zuerst war ich der detektiv
der niemals schlief, der niemal schlief
keine spur war mir zu heiss
wir tanzten auf dem eis
waren beide schuldig irgendwie
mal wieder ohne alibi
was erst nur spiel war, wurde sucht
jetzt bin ich auf der flucht
die liebe ist ein dummes spiel
c′est trop pour moi, too much, zu viel
die liebe ist ein karussell
im kreis herum und viel zu schnell
l䂴 mich die liebe untergehn
h?h mein herz in neopren
die liebe ist ein schundroman,
ein labyrinth, wo komm ich an
wie soll das alles bloss zu ende gehn
mir platzt der kropf,
die zeit will nicht vergehn
die liebe ist ein dummes spiel
c′est trop pour moi, too much, zu viel
die liebe ist ein karussell
im kreis berum und viel zu schnell
l䢴 mich die liebe untergeben
h?ch mein herz in neopren
die liebe ist ein schundroman,
ein labyrinth, wo komm ich an?
Time to change my direction
Maybe I? I will forget
That soutbern beritage that makes me strong
But the spirits tell me
It′s time to jet
Cause the spirits move me
The spirit moves me back and forth,
True North
I tell you it ain′t peaches and cream
Cause the road is wet and slippery
But I′d rather be slippin′ and slidin′
That runnin′ and hidin′
The train is getting′ ready,
So ya′ll come on board
Your ticket it determination
Ya′ll, we′re goin′ up north
Cause the spirits move me
The spirit moves me back and forth
True North
Mmh, you′re sticking to my finger
Mmh, you smell like used before
Mmh, your skin to me tastes rotten
Let me lick a little more
First time we walked the junkyard you
said the magic words, love should be
decorated with a little bit of dirt
More or less neglected from backbone
to the heart, it was more than I expected
and I knew it from the start
That you′d fit into my trash box
Mmh, a perfect place to be
Because I know how much that cash
sucks, I want you there for free
What an affair
That keeps me longing
For someone there, for someone new
You were so good
In doing the wrong thing
Now I′ll be good in being untrue
I′ve bad my share
Of lazy lovers
I took the chance, I found my cure
Somebow, somewhere
You will discover
A decent girl named Belle de Jour
Glamour, fashion, diamond rings
Cars with shiny chrome
I rather care for simple things
Pure testosterone
What an affair
That keeps me longing
For someone there, for someone new
You were so good
In doing the wrong thing
Now I′ll be good in being untrue
What an affair
What an affair
What an outrageously
Mundane mad love affair