diving rooms

by heliogabale

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recorded by F.lor and Philippe Thiphaine

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released March 15, 2004

Sasha Andrès : vocals
Vivian Morisson : bass
Marcel Perrin : drums
Philippe Thiphaine : guitar
Aidan Craik : vocals on "the squeaker"

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Track Name: hunting
My eyes hunt, through those heads
Something to give sense, a sparkle, a kindness, some spider, or a silence
Give, hunt, hunt
I’m a wolf
I recognize you
Leave weight for those who want it,
inhale, but don’t take too much (bis)
Be a skinny soul
Bright and light and sharp
Be a skinny soul, be a skinny soul
Just blood in veins, and your bones
Give, hunt, hunt, don’t take too much
Hunt till your eyes
Hunt till your eyes can’t see
Even in the deepest black
There’s a microspace for light
Look for it
And eat it
And make it grow inside
Look for it
And eat it
Make it grow and spit it
Or shit it when it’s big
To give it weird
To give it weird
To give it weird
Spit it or shit it to give it weird
Track Name: stearin
Look at this melted stearin in huge plates, here and far
Look at these burned and stiff wicks, static but so proud
Look up here forever
The instant of the flame
Time goes silently so kindly through (bis)
And all those heads who came in front in wheelchairs or running
(the instant of the vows and all those heads who came in front in wheelchairs or running)
to implore trembling
to pray while lighting candles
and their presence even when their flesh have disappeared
their vow still thrills, look up here and here and here
it’s everywhere above
(look here above and everywhere / stretched cords / their vows as laws, standing or kneeing it’s everywhere / here and here and here and here / out of time)
time goes silently so kindly through vows and prays
time goes silently so kindly through
time goes silently so kindly through
and all those heads who came in front
in wheelchairs or running to implore, oh
intact, untouched
intact, untouched
intact, untouched
intact, untouched
look at this melted material
stearin in huge plates
look at these burned and stiff wicks
static but so proud
look at their thrills, aow, just here !
coming in wheelchairs
praying with heart
the flame will stay
the vow will stay
it’s here, in here, everywhere above
white air
Intact, untouched
Intact
Intact
untouched
Track Name: albinos
I know a guy and i like him
He’s not the kind you can talk with
He gave me once a drive in his car
He was
speed
No red light he drives
No red stop
And when he roams he still walks and runs
No green light neither
His white hair and lashes
His red eyes capture sounds
He is cool
He is cool
He is cool but don’t get on his nerves (bis)
He is the kind you know
He has no ability with smiles
He is cool
He is cool
He is cool but don’t get on his nerves (bis)
I know this guy and I like him but, you know
He’s not the kind to be your friend
He roams and runs
He can’t stand chats, my dear
He is the one you adore
He is cool but don’t get on his bier
He’s cool and he’s the kind
He can’t see all the colours you can
He’s the kind to see all the world in a different shaping
And the kind of guy…
I know this guy and I like him
He’s not the kind you can talk with
He gave me once a drive in his car
And he was silent but he was nice
Did you talk to him ?
Hmmm no !
Don’t talk to him too much
He’s the kind of guy to see things
He’s cool
He’s cool
He’s cool
But don’t get on his nerves
Track Name: the squeaker
You are a silver headed thief but with no broken nails
You are in fear of the squeaker but with no broken nails (bis)
HE WAS A SINGLE HANDED THIEF BUT WITH NO BROKEN NAILS
HE WAS IN FEAR OF THE SQUEAKER
You’re strangely
Always present here
My voice is blown, something deadly in my crown
HIS VOICE WAS LOW, SOMETHING DEADLY IN HIS TONE
DYS-DYSLEXIC / NOT PROLIFIC
Stone, crown
HIS VOICE WAS LOW, SOMETHING DEADLY IN HIS TONE
I’m a harsh faced woman
Stone, crown
With a big rose
DYS-DYS DYSLEXIC
Harsh faced woman, harsh, big rose
Harsh faced rose
You’re in fear of the squeaker (bis)
Straight wide mouth
You’re in fear of the squeaker
Straight wide mouth
My voice is blown
And a stubborn jaw
WHO IS THE SQUEAKER ?
A HARSH FACED MAN WITH A BIG NOSE
A STRAIGHT, WIDE MOUTH AND A STUBBORN JAW
WHO IS THE SQUEAKER ?
WITH A BIG NOSE
You’ve often seen me before (bis)
Seen
WHO IS THE SQUEAKER ?
Seen
WHO IS THE SQUEAKER ?
You’re strangely always present here
HE HAD NEVER SEEN HIM BEFORE
Always, always present here
I’VE GOT YOU RIGHT, SQUEAKER !
I’ve got you right !
BUT HE WOULD HAVE RECOGNIZED HIM BEYOND DOUBT
I’VE GOT YOU RIGHT, SQUEAKER !
I’ve got you right, stalker
HE COULD NOT GO ON AS HE FELT FOR A FRACTION OF SECOND AN ACUTE AGONY
Track Name: a stone can't swim
You talk to me / we sound so far / I thought you’d be / beside
My voice is trapped / inside my throat / my mind still moves
But not my flesh / I’m petrified / your voice goes on
And I can’t stand / nor understand / what’s going on
I feel like I’m a stone / and just before / I was a leaf
I live this trip / until deep down / and I can’t help
A stone can’t swim (3 fois)
We are so far
At this precise, very precise moment
You cut the line, my mind still lives, I check it fast, yes I can think
But my flesh leaves, goes through my bed, my arms can’t move, I’m petrified
My legs heavy and mineral
My head is dead
And I can taste this drowning
You knock me out, you knock me out and I burst in
You knock me out
You knock me out
I remember I was longing for your heartbeat inside my veins
And you beat me, not as I thought, and you beat me
A stone can’t swim (bis)
I am a stone and I feel pain for all of them
A stone can’t swim (3 fois)
And me neither…
Track Name: my happy fly
World is so wide, heads so narrow, but inside yours
There’s room enough for many worlds
Some look at you and they look sad
But they’re so wrong
You’re full of smiles, you’re fed by suns
Not only one but several
You receive as so few, so you give as so few
You give all, even all you don’t possess my love
Heads so narrow, but inside yours there’s room enough for many worlds
Some look at you and they look sad
But they’re so wrong
You give all, my happy fly
Dance and fly, my happy fly (bis)
Whether I live whether I die
I will keep you and your free style
(dance and fly)
normality stinks, normality sucks
let your long wings slap our strings
let your weird face inoculate your happy dreams
dance and fly, my happy fly, time is always present for you, time is always present for you, for me in front too,
time is always present for you, for me in front you too
they call you trisomic and I think it’s
it’s bullshit
Track Name: les papillons
What’s trickling out of you
I so deeply have to feel your breath to be able to breathe
I so truly need to know it’s real with you my ahh…
I so deeply have to feel your breath to be able to breathe
I so truly love this trickling coming out of you
Je dis ton nom, j’ai des papillons dans le ventre
Je dis ton nom, j’ai des papillons dans le ventre
Je dis ton nom, j’ai des papillons dans le ventre
I so, i so, i so, i so violently thrill
I so, i so, i so, i so violently
I so deeply, I so violently, I so truly feel this trickling
A silent laugh and…
You’re by my side
I so truly love this trickling coming out of you
I so truly need to know it’s real
I so truly need to feel this trickling, coming out of you
Je dis ton nom, j’ai des papillons dans le ventre
Track Name: les chiens
Petit d’homme regarde autour de toi et surtout ne remercie pas tes pères
Petit d’homme, cours ! Ne te retourne pas, fuis les lois de leurs matières
Cours ! Oublie et reconstruis-toi de presque rien avec ton intuition comme loi
Pour reconnaître tous les pièges, ceux de là-haut, ceux d’ici bas
Le temps est faible sur l’espèce, toujours reviennent les mêmes schémas
Cours, petit d’homme cours, ne te retourne pas
Dieu reconnaîtra les chiens
Oui mais surtout ne l’attends pas
Ne te laisse envahir par rien des actes vils et applaudis
N’écoute pas ces chants d’horreur inoculés par des sirènes tant travesties
Tout est mis en oeuvre petit
Depuis des siècles tout est repris
Et cette stridence qui leur fait peur
Dieu reconnaîtra les chiens
Et ta langue leur sert à parler
Qui ne maudit consent, N.O.N., haine, ô haine
Adults suck (N.O.N.)
You suck !
Adults suck !
You suck ! (N.O.N.)
No, adults suck !
Dieu reconnaîtra les chiens, oui mais surtout ne l’attends pas
Dieu reconnaîtra les chiens
Le cadeau qu’ils t’ont fait c’est l’embarras du choir
Et si tu tombes, tombe fier et droit
Et si tu tombes, tombe comme tu peux
Adults suck !
Adults suck !
L’embarras du choir
Cours ! Cours ! Ne te retourne pas
Adults suck !
N.O.N.
You suck ! Humans suck ! You suck !
Dieu reconnaîtra les chiens
Oui mais surtout ne l’attends pas
Adults suck !
You suck !
Adults suck !
You suck !
You suck !
Adults suck !
Track Name: few of us
I’m not the one you…
You dreamt from me (bis)
Don’t look at me, don’t judge
I’m not the one you dreamt from me
Neither the one I thought I’d be
I’m weak, I’m a freak,
I’m not the hero you saw in me
I’ve got no answer
Yes I’m bad and I’m sad
My blue eyes are washed by rains and an avaricious fate
I’m not the one my friends saw in me
When I was sixteen
But no, I don’t apologize
I’m not the one you thought I’d be but, no…
I don’t complain at all
I don’t know if I’ve done my best
But it sounded hard to still walk, to still talk
And shake hands and put clothes on
But it’s O.K. for me
Yes it’s O.K. for me
I talk with trees and dogs love me
I’m weak and I’m a freak
I’m not the hero you saw in me
I’ve got no answer I’m bad and I’m sad
My blue eyes are washed by rains and mobilette’s ways
I’m not the one,
but it’s O.K. for me
I don’t complain at all
It sounded hard to still walk and still talk
To shake hands and put clothes on
But it’s O.K. for me
Yes it’s so O.K. for me
I don’t ask anything
I tell you, I talk with trees and… yes, dogs love me
It sounded hard to still stand up… still walk…
And sometimes still talk
And shake hands and put clothes on
I’m not the one you thought I’d be but
I don’t complain
I swear