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Villain Cotillion
02:57
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Verse 1
Fille : Good morning my love/ réveille mon amour
Garçon: Don’t wake me yet/ ne me réveille pas encore
F: My semi won’t go down/ Mon semi ne descendra pas
G: It will soon be hard/ Ce sera bientôt dur
F: No way, my mom is home/ Pas question, ma mère est à la maison
G: But Claude is still at school/ Mais Claude est toujours à l'école
Verse 2
F: My sweet, you make me feel.../Ma douce, tu me fais sentir
G: More lemon tart?/ Plus de tarte au citron?
F: ...like I could be a mountaineer/ comme je pourrais être un alpiniste
G: I sold my car/ J'ai vendu ma voiture
F: Would I make a cool dad?/ Est-ce que je ferais un papa cool?
G: And soon we’ll all be dead/ Et bientôt nous serons tous morts
Chorus
F: So i am/ Moi aussi
G: No you’re not/ Non tu n'es pas
F: Meet me in.../Retrouvez-moi dans
G: ...Omega Park/ le parc Omega
F: So you are/ Alors tu es
G: No I’m not/ Non, je ne suis pas
F: Movie night.../ Soirée film
G: ...In omega park/ dans le parc Omega
BOTH: Take one/ Prends-en un
Bridge
F: Spend Shabbat with Yahweh/ Passez Shabbat avec Yahweh
Ask like everyone/ demande comme tout le monde
Do we make our own way?/ Faisons-nous notre propre chemin?
Demon 1: I’m your unfamiliar
Hungry wolves are beggin at your backdoor
Shadow cats are perched upon your window
The curse we drag like a corpse before your household
Demon 2: You birthed a serpent, the gates of hell flung open
An ouroboros noosed around your first born
Angels: Demons always get it wrong
He’s the savior from our bible psalms
And he’ll bathe ya in the salvation
Just one blast from his laser gun
Verse 3
F: Tell me I am dumb.../ Dis-moi que je suis stupide
G: Like a moldy peach.../ Comme une pêche moisie
F: ...For loving like an animal/ d'aimer comme un animal
G: ...Our son’s gone bad/ notre fils a mal tourné
F: Swoon for the mailman/ Swoon pour le facteur
BOTH: A real man/ Un vrai homme
Demon 2: Locusts have come
The plague has won
Verse 4
F: This story I don’t know/ Cette histoire que je ne connais pas
G: Goodbye my limbs/ Au revoir mes membres
F: They tell me I don’t know/ Ils me disent que je ne sais pas
G: Assume your karma/ Assume ton karma
F: We live like animals/ Nous vivons comme des animaux
G: Tell my mom I’m.../ Dis à ma mère que je suis...
Demon 1: The seventh seal cracks open, now the dead walk
On stained glass bloodied stumps trace pentagram clocks
The child will be our bride
Angels: It don’t feel right
The Cult: Bring forth the beat back that swallowed me
The Child: I guess I’m walkin on glass
The Cult: Send forth the beat back that followed me
The Child: I guess I’m dancin on glass
The Cult: Bring on the beat back that hallowed me
The Child: I guess I’m bleedin on glass
The Cult: Sin for the beat back that
Demon 1: Steal his soul
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Brexit At Tiffany’s
04:50
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Black light people on the edge will go
sinking further older than you know
it’s the call made home, the icing on the snow
around the school, all the kids you...
sitting on people
riding alone
summon Asmodeus
by writing a lazy poem
cropping and grazing
phoning Brooklyn
think corporate’s gone crazy
their brain dead in dumb
we’re going to be your arms
we’re going to be your legs
we’re going to be your tongues
we’re going to be your wings
handbags at dawn
retake the talbot scene
gobshite the queen
roll over your precious greens
who nicked my quid
property means nothing to me
you dodgey git
can’t sell me a land that’s free
How bout i tell you what’s out
Hide-a-bed, now pull out my couch
predicament, you know what i’m about
indicative that my bulb is gonna sprout
a lot of people, I believe,
sleep alone next to someone
right cut em deep deep down
ellipses Helium
I best test like rest, who needs it
quest rep like fire, who breathes it
heartless, brow furrowed, please tweeze it
package bulging like, boo, do squeeze it
sing us a war song
roll up with doggy treaties
short as the day’s long
ride tomorrow
sit upon my feet and read me letters from my ex
fleeing from the seed of parting young
right up on my ceiling, I’m all lit up from my hand
running a museum of mayhem
red of feeling, spin me up and down
my unteen will wind up
said a feeling bring me right again
my unteen will wind me
wind me up again
wind me down right
wind me down now
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