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Money
03:17
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Money
Allez ! Allez ! Tout l’monde en bas.
Allez ! Allez ! Personne ne se débat.
Allez ! Allez ! Plus vite que ça.
Allez ! Allez ! C‘est la crise, quoi.
La pub t’invite à consommer.
T’as l’choix d’la crème qu’on va t’passer.
Ils appellent ça liberté de pensée.
Mais t’as pas l’fric pour décider !
Money Money – On t’en laisse pas assez !
Il reste aux mains de ceux qui le font fructifier.
Money Money – J’crois bien qu’tu t’fais arnaquer !
Bouge-toi ! Remets ta tête à l’endroit ! -- COMME ÇA
On te maintient dans un monde artificiel.
Le paradis est là, au-delà du soleil.
On t’inocule de l’espoir sans augmenter ta paye.
T’es tout en bas, hors de portée de ces merveilles.
Et tu t’réveilles dans ton studio.
Une heure plus tard t’es dans l’métro.
Faut bien bosser pour qu’ceux d’en haut
Se payent des châteaux au bord de l’eau.
Refrain
Faut faire bouger ce monde avant d’crever.
Avant qu’nos mômes soient lobotomisés.
Qu’est-ce que t’attends ? T’es indigné ?
Ça suffit pas : faut tout faire exploser !
Agite-toi ! Pars tes pieds bien à plat !
Saute avec moi ! Faut pas rester en bas !
Agis ! Tais-toi ! Montre quels sont tes choix.
Reprends ta place et montre-toi !
Money Money – Pourtant y’en a bien assez !
Prends le des mains de ceux qui n’veulent pas partager !
Money Money – Maintenant, tu dois dire : assez !
Bouge-toi ! Remets ta tête à l’endroit ! - ET BATS-TOI…
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Shalala
03:59
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SHALALA
You found me down a tree - Where all the leaves had fallen.
I saw you in my wood.
Winter grew from within - When early fall had disappeared.
Summer came in your eyes.
[Break/Pont]
Shades around dying hopes - And nothing left to cheer me up.
You reached out and I rose again.
Gloomy fates from above. - Had gotten through to mess me up.
Words came and sweep some away.
IN MY DREAMS YOU WERE HERE – SINGING SHALALA LALA LALA
WHERE ALL THE BIRDS SING WITH ME --- SHALALA LALA LALA
DON’T WAKE ME UP AND TOGETHER – WE’LL SING SHALALA LALA LALA
’CAUSE ALL THE BIRDS ARE HERE WITH ME
Dried up faith, no more tears - To water faded innocence.
A river in an arid land.
Hopeless thoughts worming in - As secret wishes burned away.
Stepped aside for a while
REFRAIN
Heavy clouds, dazzling haze - Blinding rain weighed down on me.
Now some brightness in your eyes.
Inner peace at your side - Relieve my heart, may help me live.
(but) Will it overcome my fears
REFRAIN (x2)
SHALALA LALA LALA - AND ALL THE BIRDS SING WITH ME (x3)
SHALALA LALA LALA…
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WalkingDead
02:52
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WALKING DEAD
Welcome the Walkin Dead – Here come the Walking Dead – We are the Walking Dead
You never want me walking with you, babe.
I’m all alone, I’m a walking dead.
And all those things punk in my head.
’Coz walking dead are howling with me, babe.
We punk and rock and bang our walking heads.
And every shout ring out in hell.
You’d better run and hide and hurry, babe.
The walking dead are starving and we crave
The sweet and sexy flavour of your brain.
We mess around you and the neighbourhood, babe.
We’re just about to suck your liquid brain.
And turn you (in)to a Punk-walking dead.
WE ARE THE WALKING DEAD - COMING FOR YOU, BABE
THE WALKING DEAD - ROCKING IN YOUR HEAD
THE WALKING DEAD - ROCKING IN YOUR HEAD - AND WE ARE COMING!!!
You never want me walking with you, babe.
I’m all alone, I’m a walking dead.
And all those things punk in my head.
We mess around you and the neighbourhood, babe.
We’re just about to suck your liquid brain.
And turn you (in)to a punk-walking dead.
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4. |
The Drag
03:32
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The Drag
I’ll never kiss you in the street - ’Coz I don’t want you to be my girl.
I’ll never show you to my friends - ’Coz I don’t want you to be my girl.
(You shout): Woooh-oh-oooh (that) You love me!
Woooh-oh-oooh: “You hassle me!”
Woooh-Oh-oooh: You love me!
Woooh-oh-oooh “But I don’t!!!
I’ll never let you take my hand - ’Coz I don’t want you to be my girl.
I’ll never give in to your wish - ’Coz I don’t want you to be my girl.
(You shout): Woooh-oh-oooh (that) You love me!
Woooh-oh-oooh: “You hassle me!”
Woooh-Oh-oooh: You love me!
Woooh-oh-oooh “But I don’t!!!
You will never - Never give up - But I don’t want you by my side (x3)
You will never - Give up….
You’ll never wake up in my bed - ’Coz I don’t want you to be my girl.
We’ll never breakfast together - ’Coz I don’t want you to be my girl.
(You shout): Woooh-oh-oooh (that) You love me!
Woooh-oh-oooh: “You hassle me!”
Woooh-Oh-oooh: You love me!
Woooh-oh-oooh “But I don’t!!!
You will never - Never give up - But I don’t want you by my side (x3)
You will never - Never give up…. - Never Give Up
Neveeeee - eeeeeeer Up - Never give up (x2)
You will never - Never give up - But I don’t want you by my side
You will never - Never give up….
I’ll never give in to your wish - ’Coz I don’t want you to be my girl…
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PerestroïSka
03:34
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PerestroïSka
I went to my room and I saw the President talking to my wife…
I went to another room: I found the Prime Minister petting my cat.
Who’s in the kitchen?!? The Chancellor of the Exchequer!
All the Lords, the Members of Parliament, and the Shadow Cabinet!!!
What are they doing here? - They’re in my rooms! - What are they doing here?
What are they doing here? - They’re in my rooms! – IN MY ROOM!!!
Who’s in my room? Who’s in the other room?
Who? Who? Who?!?
Who’s in the kitchen? Who’s in the loo?
Is it you? You? You?!?
Right in my bedroom, the Queen of England lying on my bed…
Sittin’ in the bathroom was / the New York Mayor playing the horn.
In the dining room, The Governor of South Carolina!
All the Senators, the counselors, and every Representative!!!
What are they doing here? - They’re in my room! - What are they doing here?
What are they doing here? - They’re in my room! – IN MY ROOM!!!
Who’s in my bedroom? Who’s in the bathroom?
Who? Who? Who?!?
Who’s in the dining room? Who’s in the loo?
Is it you? You? You?!?
What are you doing here? - You’re in my room! - What are you doing here?
What are you doing here? - You’re in my room! – IN MY ROOM!!!
I went to my room and I saw the President talking to my wife…
I went to another room: I found the Prime Minister petting my cat.
Who’s in the kitchen?!? The Chancellor of the Exchequer!
All the Lords, the Members of Parliament, and the Shadow Cabinet!!!
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6. |
PsycoPat
01:46
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PsychoPat
Pat is a lunatic amid insanity.
He is the enemy of many a nanny.
He locks them up - Behind the walls of - His lunacy
Enter his brain and spin around along his motto.
Follow me there and meet the dark side of a hero.
The Psycho Pat - No more a man - More than a bat
HE’S GOT YOU -- In his mind
HE’S GOT YOU -- Oh! Oh…
A path in Pat leads us to interview Jester.
He was the first to ring a ding-a-dong-a bell.
He locks them up - Behind the walls of - His lunacy
Enter his brain and spin around along his motto.
Follow me there and meet the dark side of a hero.
The Psycho Pat - No more a man - More than a bat
HE’S GOT YOU -- In his mind
HE’S GOT YOU -- Oh! Oh…
HE’S GOT YOU! - HE’S GOT YOU!
HE’S GOT YOU!!!
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7. |
TrueFriend
04:04
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True Friend
Lazing in the streets -- Whatever the time.
Talking in the cold -- Even late at night.
I’d better be fit to match your steps
Even if your socks are not the same.
No bakery around: you start to shake!
And you need a loo, as always!
YOU ARE MY FRIEND!
WHATEVER YOU ARE, YOU ARE MY FRIEND!
WHATEVER I DO, I STAY YOUR FRIEND!
BRO, YOU’RE MY FRIEND!
Here comes the rain -- Let’s go for a run.
No macadam roads -- Coz your legs (are) a pain.
I’d better zip up not to lose my phone
Even if the joke was worth the time we lost.
We start in a laugh we can’t control.
And you need a loo, as always!
REFRAIN
You’re my friend
Yes, you are my true friend
You’re my friend oh yeah - Say!
You’re my friend
Yes, you are my true friend
You’re my friend oh yeah-Hey
Sharing our tales -- Surprising destiny.
Trusting in our fate -- (we) Believe in lottery.
Natural bonds but we were not born spies.
007’s not even our ally.
(it’s) Time to stop my song, the movie’s starting!
And you need a loo, as always!
REFRAIN
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PullMeUp Paris, France
Précurseurs du Tweety-Punk, PullMeUp s’est (re)formé fin 2010.
Pat Kalash, bassiste depuis toujours.
Terrible-Jo
Nikoff, arrivé tardivement aux tambours.
2-Fré Nikoff, le guitariste.
Tweety-Stef Nikoff, une voix qui n’a pas muée.
Leurs points forts ? La scène ! C’est là qu’ils expriment tout leur talent et répandent leur énergie joyeuse et sans complexe.
Sortie de leur EP éponyme 7 titres en 2014.
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