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Vietnam
03:12
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She's looking good cuz I'm coming home, I'm coming home
I'm fine alone, as you, listening 'meat is murder'
Nicotine, morphine, caffeine, I don't know
and you again, saying I'm good enough
She's a firefighter
only works with sun
sleeps in rainy mornings
and dreams about Vietnam
She's waving hands with that other guy she met
down at the bar, drinking tea and coffee
but I know he's not cool enough for her
I heard him say he likes Zeppelin
She's a firefighter
only works with sun
sleeps in rainy mornings
and dreams about Vietnam
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La Droite
02:49
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I found it completely high, to say goodbye
When you've been victimized and thrown away from your crown
I found it was rather bright to forgive all of your foes
But it's not kind of you when you run in circles
waiting for someone to take you out
No it's not kind of you when you're out of yourself
out of yourself crying: ah ah ah ah
No exceptions for this time, I think I've spoken rather clear
No you say you've been misjudged, but you've said too much by now
So, who could now trust you?
You think you're clever, you're not so clever
You think you're clever, but you're not clever at all
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Las Maletas
03:05
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No me dejes solo esta vez, creo que no estaré bien
Tus maletas me recuerdan lo que nunca más veré
En París las aguas se agitan
y los alumnos replican
"Soy solamente yo"
No me dejes solo esta vez, creo que no estaré bien
Tus maletas llenecitas de culturapopinglés
En París la maestra grita
o que Malkmus te lo diga
"Soy solamente yo"
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Petar Popara
03:03
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El televisor me repite una vez más
"Back to somebody, to somebody's paradise"
Qué me va a pasar si todo esto suena igual
Estoy tan lejos y en vitrina una vez más
¿Y ahora qué?¿qué vas a hacer?¿qué quieres vender?
Back in English land I found somebody's heart attack
and I took it, took it right back to its man.
What do you adore, why don't you change and adore me?
It's not so easy, it's not so easy feeling free
¿Qué va a pasar? vas a asaltar un club social
¿Quieres saber un secreto? Dios está muerto, yo lo maté
And if you don't care for secrets then, what should I tell you?
Why should I tell you to believe?
I am no Jeevo, I'm not the mand who would be king
I'm the whole kingdom and I haven't got no king
Was born in England, grown in Greece, though all my friends live in Paris
Played like a walrus for that old Italian kid
I killed god yesterday, I kill him everyday
I just don't know, I just don't know how to behave
I killed god yesterday, I kill him everyday
I just don't know, I just don't know how to behave
I don't wanna die tonight, I don't wanna die tonight
I don't wanna die tonight with you
Nobody wants to die tonight, no nobody wants to die tonight
Nobody wants to dance tonight with you
¿Quieres saber un secreto? Dios está muerto, yo lo maté
And if you don't care for secrets then,
I just don't care
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So it's your first day at work / and you're feeling lucky
You said you got the best job you could
And now you enter to your office / and you're looking smart
Said "I don't wanna be no one's fool"
While all the others drowned / you were always happy
You never said you would become someone
You never liked to dance / but you danced anyway
You seemed to hate them all but you always smiled on
What about the days you where late for school?
'cause you didn't sleep, you just watched TV
'cause you didn't sleep, no you never slept
'cause you were the one and now the time has come
so go on!
So it's your first day at work / and you're feeling lucky
You said you got the best job you could
You never liked to dance / but you danced anyway
And the pinbal wizard says goodnight boys
I was the one who never did drugs and the time has come when my friends start to die
And I go to work
And then I go back home
They're asking me why don't you go back home, well ask the man who first saw me fall
And I go to work
And then I go back home
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