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q for qing
03:46
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Let them narrow
Let them laugh
Cause youth is boiling in your blood
You’re a wild horse in a room
A wild horse
A wild horse in a room, a wild horse
A wild horse in a room, a wild horse in a room
A wild horse
A wild horse in a room,
a wild horse
Let them narrow, let them blind
You’re a boy and
You love boys and so what…
They call you queen, just keep the Q for Qing
A wild horse in a room, you’re a wild horse
A wild horse ! you’re a wild horse in a room ! a wild horse !
They call you Queen
Keep the Q for Qing
Qing of youth
And Qing of teens
Q ! Q for Qing
O
You’re a boy, you love boys and
And so what and so what and they’ll say
Hey you, wild horse in a room
Wild juice in your blooms
Such a wild horse
In a room ô
Q for Qing !
Q for Qing !, that Q for Qing !
Q for Qing ! Q for Qing !
O I swear
Such a beautiful queen
Qing
You’re a King !
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2. |
foolish if
04:40
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If I were, if I were…
If I were a chair my life would be asses
If I were a tree life would be birds and branches
If I were a table life would be knifes and forks
If I were a lake life would be fishes and winds
But what if…
Wonder wonder wonder how
Wonder wonder wonder wonder how it would be
and this would be different shaping and…
if I were your dog life would be your caresses
if I were your pillow life would be your dreams
if I were your carpet you’d lay on me or your feet at least
and day after day after day after day after day I say
« this is life » but
wonder wonder wonder wonder how
it would be if we’d been something else
and I don’t perfectly know but
if I wonder too much my head burst out
but just wonder if Iwere
your dog you’d be crasy
if I were your song my life would be flowing in your throat
wonder wonder wonder how
it would be
if we had been different shaped
and I love this word « if »
I if I if I if I were
Wonder wonder wonder how
If…
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3. |
ô my friends
04:05
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ô my friends
it is time it is time to burn
ô my friends, this life needed an end
ô my fate it is time it is time to burn
ô my fate, it’s time to burn both ends
ô ô my friends ô ô my friends
all we need, need ôoo an end so
ô my friends it is time it is time to burn
ô my friends we’ll have to burst out now
our candles need to burn both ends
then we’ll lay down for a last dream
for a very last night
we’ll rest in white
and ô ô ô
ô my friends it is time it is time to burn
ô my friends it’s time to burn both ends
and next morning we’ll rest
we’ll rest in peace kissing
the morning snows
this life needed an end
we’ll kiss the morning snows
we’ll leave our candle fates
it’s time to burn
ô my fate ô my friends ô
we need to burn, need to burn
need to
ô my friends ô my friends
ô my fate
bye bye
bye
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4. |
drink this jab
03:57
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jab…this taste in your throat, that you know
Iron taste of blood, inside throat
This iron taste that you know
Reminds you of your whole life
When boxing for god
Swallowing your own blood from your own nose
This iron taste again
Reminds you of your childhood
When boxing for words, boxing for dreams
Boxing for light as kids do
Swallowing your own blood and tears from your kid’s nose
Not yet broken ô…to your closed throat then
And this taste,
this taste reminds you of your teen years
When boxing for love
Boxing for your rights and boxing for nights
Words never came so hands took place of them
Words never came and so this iron taste again
Words never came and boxing boxing boxing boxing ô
And this taste of blood again inside your throat
Reminds you of your whole life
Swallowing your own blood
Swallowing your own tears
From your dead hopes to your dead shoes suddenly red
And this taste of blood again inside nose and throat
Words never came so hands took place of them
And so iron taste
This iron taste of blood again
Inside your throat
Again this taste of blood
This iron taste
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5. |
zigzag
03:44
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They think your road is queer
Zigzag and then
And then you meet such a rare place then
Your curves are so rare up there
When others think you’re lost
In fact
You zigzag, you zigzag, you zigzag
And you meet true ways
In those curves
When others think you’re lost
In fact you discover
Confident as a child
You discover
What life has to offer
In those curves you zigzag
Beside main lines you zigzag
And you find each time
You find those lines
Those hidden places
If you could see them from the sky
Then…
They are so
beautiful
And those curves you zigzag
Are so rare
For me
I will care for your drawings
Cause they’re so rare
So rare
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6. |
juicy fruit
04:31
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Dare it now dare it now dare it now
Oh ô please ô please ! dare your demons now
I promise ô please I won’t judge
Dare your demons with me ô
My very special gift will be your own limits
My very special thrills
Your very little voice
Your very special gift : your inland empires
your so cute shyness
Oh ! my very special gift is my absolute lack of forbidden
My very special gift, my very special thrill
So ô dare ! yes dare ! dare your demons right now
O yes please, please, ô, just dare ! dare all your little beasts inside
No limit is the only rule for me with you
And your so cute shy love is such a proof
Oh love your hidden beast
I love your landscapes there
So dare it right now
My very special thrills
Your very special gift
My inland empires
Our little juicy fruits
My…your…our very special gift…ô please
Just dare
your demons with me
O please it’s time
ô dare !
Dare your demons with me now
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7. |
knocked out
05:20
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I know, I know this feeling you’re in
Cause I’m your friend and while looking at your tears
I know you should run
You know you can’t move
You know you can’t run
Love is the hardest point in fates
‘t can give you wings, it can cut them back
I know this feeling you’re in
I know I told you once
I know cause I’m your friend and
I want you to dry your cheeks
I know I told you once something stupid
I know this feeling you’re in
at least tears are warm while sliding along this cold cold skin
along that death coming in
I want you to move and sing
I would give so many days of mine
just to see your cheeks dry
ô come on share this time
to go out
ô at least let’s try
come ! let’s drink some rye
eh ! I’m your friend
I know it’s not enough for you right now but
I told you once at least tears are warm
but I’ll nurse you, come on, let’s go outside
I would give, I don’t know but I would give everything now
just to see your cheeks dry
come on let’s go outside
come on, let’s try …
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8. |
providence process
04:07
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Fate toss up
To know
So
Press
yes or no
Fate toss up again
But
don’t stress
Cause only fate toss up (your) ends
So torchlight still hopes
For total nights to stab
For some lost lambs to guide
Has been waited for years and years
Laying down on a wet pavement
So now
It pokes its flames in your hands
Fate toss up, shit
So press
yes
or no
Where we still can go
For total nights to stab of course
Till a tiny tinkle of a soul is gone
High and proud, pokes its flames in your hands
Ageless and brave again
Process is on,
so, dare,
you press
Yes
Till a tiny tinkle of your soul comes and
Pokes its flames in your hands
Now ô…
Till a tiny tinkle of your soul comes and
Pokes its flames in your hands
Say…
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9. |
rewind
05:08
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I did not expect this
I take it as a gift
I did not expect this, I promise
Neither from you, neither from me
Today I look at our kids and they are bright blooming flowers
And I feel fragile, young and old at the same time
But we did not expect
This History
No we did not expect
Getting old together, getting old together
Time and time made…
Time gives us this ô…
I did not expect this
I take it as a gift
Thru so many storms, our bad seeds built grace…
Weird
And thru many storms, our storms everyday
But days have been added to days
And on
On the edge, on the edge always
Our, our bad seeds built
Our, our bad seeds built Grace
And huge gift, and huge gifts
Take it as a gift
I take it as a gift
I take it as a gift
I take it
As a gift
I promise
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10. |
strings theory
05:19
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O strings
Sacred oaths and promises
O strings
Give to your tongue saint savours
To whom I belong
Strings
Slide ô slide
O slide
Slide as fingers on strings
As a tongue on my cream
Slide as grey sides as wings
Slide inside
Slide as fingers on strings
As a tongue on my cream
Slide your tongue on my strings
Sorry for scars inside but
Slide your tongue on my dreams
Slide your tongue on my strings
Slide as a finger on, on strings
Slide
You’re still still, you’re still still
Almost serene
Still still, you’re still still
Almost serene
Slide as fingers on strings
Slide as tongue on cream
Slide ô slide
Sacred oaths
Our inside echoing in Slide ô slide
Sorry for scars, slide ô slide
Slide as fingers on strings
Slide your tongue on my cream
Slide on grey sides as wings
Slide my tongue on your cream
Sacred taste of your tongue to whom I belong
Slide your…your tongue on my dreams
Your fingers on strings
My tongue on your cream
O slide…ô slide
Sorry for scars, sorry for scars inside
Just slide, slide… as fingers on strings
Ya tongue on my cream
O slide… sorry for scars, sorry for scars…
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heliogabale Paris, France
From Paris, France, since 1992.
Sasha Andrès voice
Philippe Thiphaine guitar
Marcel Perrin drums
Brice Pirotais bass
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