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2020
00:41
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2. |
49.3
01:37
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Il n’a rien à faire car il ne sait rien dire
Il n’a rien à dire car il ne sait rien faire
T’as voté pour lui et t’as voté pour rien
T’as voté pour rien car t’as voté pour lui
Tu ne sais quoi dire car il n’y a rien à faire
Tu ne sais quoi faire car il n’y a rien à dire
T’as voté pour lui et t’as voté pour rien
T’as voté pour rien car t’as voté pour lui
Tu ne sais quoi dire
Tu ne sais quoi faire
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3. |
Son of semen
02:22
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Away they raise
The gift from my shot
It is yours my friend (my darling)
Not my love, just your child
From my bones, from my head (in your veins)
From my soul, guiding hand
In your veins, sharing blood
On your face, sharing eyes
Giving semen was my present (in our veins)
And I don’t talk to your babe (stay my friend)
In your veins, sharing blood (in my veins)
On your face, sharing eyes
From my bones, from my head
From my soul, guiding hand
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4. |
Lockdown
02:02
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Je veux un putain d’confinement
Pour boire des bières du matin jusqu’au soir
Je veux un putain d’confinement
Pouvoir me branler nu devant l'écran
J'aurai tellement changé, tout ça
Que plus personne ne voudra de moi
J'aurai niqué ma dignité
J'aurais donné ma pinte de Suze
Contre trois doigts de liberté
Quitte à perdre en crédibilité
Cons finalement, on est finalement trop cons !
Cons finalement, on est finalement trop cons !
Je veux un putain d’confinement
Pour pouvoir boire des bières du matin au soir
Je veux un putain d’confinement
Pour chier en matant BFM TV
J'aurai tellement changé, tout ça
J'aurai niqué ma liberté
Que plus personne ne voudra de moi
J'aurai tellement crié tout seul
Que je n’voudrai même plus de moi
J'aurais perdu toute célérité
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5. |
Told me
02:20
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Tell me what I want
I told you what I do
Tell me if I'm wrong
Everything is right
Tell me what you feel
I told you what I do
Tell me if we’re good
Everything’s so fine
All is allright, everything’s so fine
All is allright, everything’s so fine
The devil comes true on my shoulder and said “Hello”
The devil comes true on my shoulder and speaks out loud “Hello guy”
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6. |
Six nights
02:19
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Fuckin' years of ended love compressed in six nights
Success years of lasting love unleashed in six nights
Untold truth, forbidden thought
Mixed in the best subset of love (of love)
One girl around is my missed love
Fast years and still is stronger each time
These nights to fill from the other's fire (body and soul)
One week to thrill from the other's stories, words and caress
Unsaid prayers, recurrent dreams
Fulfill craziest fantasies (fantasies)
One time in life never again
Forever lost but never forget
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7. |
God has died
02:11
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Poor heroes are fighting here for a lifetime
No one knows how long they’ll wait for better time
Don’t choose their poor damned Christian world
Devil heading God forever
Gotta die tonight
God has died today
I’m afraid
Never dreamed of dying after you
I don’t want to make love anymore
I don’t want to loose control in a empty world
But I’ll never bow to Satan
Gotta die tonight
God has died today
I’m alone
If time kills the Gods
I stop here right now
You can stand on my way
I will not go further
Leave them all to lead the war
No more child to pray for life
I swear I die I told you
I just want to return to dust
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8. |
New wave
01:52
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Sex Pistols gave up fight
And The Clash are dying too
Violence has gone away
It’s just a fucking dream
Bring me back my fucking young years
And all my dreams
I want to pass it on, on and on
Shake your ass, turn out loud
And bring memories on your home
Not the time of losing faith
Push me out of this fuckin nap
Bring back my young years
Bring back my young years
70’s are mighty fortune of my canon history
I was told to never roar before I saw horror
I wanna know what is coming all beyond
Project my memories in the future of my road
Bring me back my fucking young years
And songs of my dreams
I wish I knew before, all these chords
Bring (me) back my fucking young (years)
Right now
And ninety nine luftballons
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9. |
Stay in the line
02:23
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Every step you walk stays in the line
Please try to make them straight and fast
Live and work hard you will receive rewards
Live and let die you will receive rewards
Through the guiding of the laws
Everything is decided by you
Nothing ever drifting from the line
To survive please, hey, stay in the line
Every step you walk stays in the line
Please try to make them straight and fast
Everything you say is guided by my words
Every step you make is guided by my words
Through the guiding of the laws
Everything is decided by you
Nothing ever drifting from the line
To survive please, hey, stay in the line
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10. |
Twenty twenty
03:12
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2020 what a fuckin' years
Birds and wildlife make parties
Clear sky and quiet country
Are the rule everywhere
Empty streets and deserted shops are
Pouring on collapse economy
Empty cities and deserted roads are
Growing on failing system
Silent cities
Silent playground
2020 what a fuckin' years
Birds and wildlife make parties
Clear sky and quiet country
Are the rule everywhere
Call doctor
Pray god
Take a breath
A last time
This virus is a funny boy
Hiding his cousins inside him
This virus is an ugly boy
Ready to win whatever the cost
2020 what a fuckin' years
Birds and wildlife make parties
Clear sky and quiet country
Are the rule everywhere
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ROBERT OpeNightmare Toulouse, France
Ce power trio toulousain pratique depuis plus de 20 ans un power rock massif influencé par tout ce qui peut engendrer une
réaction en chaîne : du punk rock d'où il tire ses origines en passant par le stoner et tous ses dérivés. On peut situer le groupe quelque part entre Therapy? et Danko Jones avec une pointe de Mastodon.
Sept albums et plus de 300 dates à travers toute l’Europe
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