Intro top
Au niveau des cotes,
l'epicontiplagie est rarement
associee a une epitrocleite
due a la repetition
des movements de secussion
et de pronosuperation
Au niveau de l'interligne
radiocarpe,
des luxations sont rares

W.C.S (first draft) top
My dynamo, dynamo
it's hard to keep the animo
from driftin' away nowadays
The horror, the pain, let's get into details
the bass, the piano, the friction of dynamo
The first draft of a worst case scenario

Every thought there (??) that's some way of keeping the flavor
like their going for the brain to chew on
Compatible allies and as dead as a dice
it's the thing between nowhere and the opposite side
It's the something hidden behind the eloquent surface
father of fuckups you did it on purpose!

I decline to believe that it's personal
hey, I know that you do and I'll hold it against you
It's the bald man's dream to grow hair, baby
but a lame don't need legs, he needs a wheelchair

So if you're to busy in having too much to offer
and you can not decide where to go
Do the Low Yo Yo, take a swing at the dynamo
on a day like this it's hard to keep the animo from drifting away

One-liner: The Greeks had it carved in
a tombstone. 'epigram' they said 'last
tribute to the dead' well the horror, the pain
and the alphabet, from a to migraine, from
nausea to z.
Are you listenin' you fool?
You magnificent liar!

Feel free but don't feel too comfortable
it's already quarter to three

Oh they say that time presses
but time doesn't press
it's just a figure for motion and emotional unrest
It's a matter of seeing and of being seen
as far as I'm concerned time is the state of my jeans


So if you wanna come down for some hangin' around
If you wanna come down for some hangin' around (x3)

Oh dynamo, dynamo
it's hard to keep the animo
from driftin' away nowadays
The horror, the pain, let's get into details
the bass, the piano, the friction of dynamo
the first draft of a worst case scenario

It's the first draft of a worst case scenario (x12)

Jigsaw you top
fifty six Falcon, across the old laundry, I tasted
jigsaw you. How I hate to see this wasted
I'm thinkin' of
a parallel
These lines won't cut
but all it takes
is finding some... way to weld.

Some way to weld.

Morticiachair top
Now, let's talk about the time
I had this morticiachair
in my apartment
right there in front of the living room
As an open invitation to strangers.
(a cold machine might show)
Smiling like a face
waiting for a telephone call
of a beloved feline
She is in a state and it's California
she's been there for quite a while

I've got no presents (x2)

Drop the phone take the plane and come back home again (x5)
She knows where she rolls when she goes for the doorknob (x2)

By the time of my second car crash, I got totally wired
Like in the days I cut myself up with a razor-blade
oh nostalgia
Lost myself in so many ways
I didn't know what to think of him
Ah, maybe I think too much, I don't think so
Fell madly in love with a couple of beautiful ears
It's only a variation
Had long and boring conversations about nothing
Talked so much I bored myself to death
And the more I talk, the more I turn into a vegetable

God I'm such a fool
She knows where she rolls when she goes for the doorknob (x4)
I'll behave won't you shame me
I'm into deep, won't you shame me (x2)

Taste of orange
orange
Little Christ
I'm in her bath-tub, consulted but denied
Consulted (x3)

She knows where she rolls when she goes for the doorknob (x4)
I'll behave won't you shame me
I'm into deep, won't you shame me |(x4)

Information !
Information !
I'm bored !
Bored !
Information !

Turn !

Via top
I'm gonna hit it and against the rock
I'm gonna hit it and against the rock, hit it (x4)

I skipped the part about love (x2)

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock
I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it (x2)
Every minute and against the clock, hit it
I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it

I skipped the part about love (x2)
I break my heart with a frying pan

Liar ! (x6)
I'm gonna hit it and against the rock
Liar !
I'm gonna hit it and against the rock
I'm gonna hit it and against the clock
I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it (x3)
I'm gonna hit it and against the rock, hit it
I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it
I'm gonna hit it and against the rock, hit it
I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it

Let go top

Mute top
I, I knew a girl and she was a joker
Her hair was nicotine-brown
and eyes of a joker

Her grass has a paler ginger green
Whatever that means

Together we
saw they were building a building
Alone I see
the building is there

Her grass has a paler ginger green
Whatever that means

Your mind goes (x3)
This has nothing to do with you
It's just the way that I turn mute

Your mind goes (x3)
Cause this has nothing to do with you
It's just the way that I turn mute

You see I
I knew this girl and she was a joker
And if she was so big
I guess I would smoke her

Her grass has a pale ginger green
She knows what it means

Your mind goes (x3)
Well this has nothing to do with you
It's just the way that I turn to you

Your mind goes (x3)
And this has nothing to do with you

I'm calling it off
I'm taking it low
I'm staying ahead of our soul (x4)

Your mind goes (x3)
Crawl so damn low
I'm calling it off - Your mind goes
I'm taking it low - Your mind goes
I'm staying ahead of our soul - Your mind goes

Secret hell top
Hey I know there's more to this...
But I bought you a newspaper every Sunday
At the end just a huge pile of yellowed
Sunday telegraphs on the windowpane
We sang three blind mice together:
"Three blind mice, three blind mice
who went in across the farmer's house.."
You know well Just never tell
If someone's got a secret hell
Now you
You should be breakin' me
Sometimes I lose my head
I don't know nothing You should be breaking me
Instead you let me hide behind your back What goes around
Will come back down
Can someone get it out of town I'm in this state
Kinda late
But tell me, don't it look just great?
You You should be haunting me
Some drift get twisted before I even touch 'em
You should be scaring me
But don't I only scare myself?
So don't I only scare myself? (x5)

Let's get lost top
Let's get lost...
all right, all right
Let's get lost...
all right

You know
a place
where we can go

ask your money
get your money
on a stool

Let's get lost...
all right, all right
Let's get out...
and hold me some more

It's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, crazy
In my own words
See you dancin' in your own damn way
Take it in and take it back again
Looking nova when your fashion's old
It's kinda early but the story's told

Hotellounge (be the death of me) top
"This elevator only takes one down", she said,
"this place, this hotel lounge
it's my daily bread...
but I'm underfed"

He asked:
"are you living in the night?
cause I can tell you have a lousy imagination
and as a matter of speaking
I hate this situation...
but it happens to be one of my pickin'"

"Cause it's so hard
to keep the dream alive
Cause if it all comes down to this
how will..."

You move me, you move me
You move me around around, I guess
Take it back your analogue
It's on the other side of this |(x2)

Cause if it all comes down to this
how will...

And then she said:
"and have another cigarette"
I tend to forget (but anyway I don't smoke that shit)
And hoisted the flag
but it keeps hanging down

"You know this place, this hotel lounge
It's my life, it's my choice
And I'm in love
with Ricky Lee Jones' voice"

Cause it's so hard
to keep the dream alive
And if it all comes down to this
how will...

You move me, you move me
You move me around around, I guess
Take it back your analogue
It's on the other side of this (x5)

How will glamour survive? (x4)

And if it all comes down to this...

"This elevator only takes one down", she said,
"this place in this same old town"

"Do you see that man
in the left-hand corner
Do you see that woman
their love-story's famous"

Shake your hip top
So come on baby, baby
Shake your hip baby, baby
Come on (x4)

Dive-bomb djingle top
It is a waterproof
Windproof
I love youf
I'm-on-the-roof-kind-of-a-day

We're in the grillroom
With the groundwork
You stain your skirt, skirt
I love your hairdo, I hate your way

Yes, that's the price you pay..!!! (x4)

I'm just a shipboy
I pay my shiptoll
And every shipday
I take a shipstroll
out on the deck

It's complicated
I underrated
But now I made it
Might it be a bit O.K.?

No, that's the price you pay..!! (x4)

'I'm feeling weary'
He said to Larry
'I'm gonna O.D.
I hit the roadie
I'm in a popband'

He said 'Remember James Dean
was looking pristine
in comes the benzine
out goes the rebel without a grant
.. but with a fanzine'

Yes, that's the price you pay..!!! (x4)

Just like a divebomb
you're gonna dive son
ain't nothing won hon'
Until it's done done
Look out for the quake

Check out the ceiling
there's nothing healing
Your life is peeling
I know the feeling
you just want a break (x2)

No, that's the price you pay!!!...!!! (x4)

I'm just a shipboy
I pay my shiptoll
And every shipday
I take a shipstroll
out on the deck

It's complicated
I underrated
But now I made it
Might it be a bit O.K.?

No, that's the price you pay !!!!!!