Ma musique est toxique Attention au virus electrique Tu le respires j' t'emprisonne *Jenalistic* dans ta tete resonne Il t'accorde tout c'que j't'imagines
I'm gonna move to Canada Yeah I've made up my mind Leave everything behind I'll catch a plane, fly away from this rain I'm gonna move to Canada I'm gonna
(Oh Canada we stand on guard, for thee) I told this guy where I was from he said oh, Canada kinda laughs it off, real funny huh? yeah, uh, come on (O
Aren't you sick of the con? Not quite home and loneliness They're expecting so little Can't feel the miracle There's zombies licking your window For
You are such a crazy girl You are such a crazy girl And I don't know why I even tried to make you love me I want it, babe You are just a crazy girl You
Dear sweet brother of mine I'm so glad you've made it You've really accomplished something incredible And I'm so very proud of the art we create now
The crowd gathers the rain The crowd gathers inside the rain The sky is green, greener than a Gardener's dream, the grass is green Together they sing
Saw her at Go kissing girls, what a shock I said you must be an artist She muttered her reply, I was judging her friend As the DJ played a dead jam No
You say you just want to stand there and dim out Just going to root there in space So because there ain't nobody really joked about your inventory Sub
You should stay away from roses And be careful to avoid chocolate hearts Keep distant from romantic notions Cause that's where love most often starts
Cato, play with my head I won't know the difference If we're living in the novelist Or statistician Cato, mess with my concepts My inner vision Like
Coquet coquette, you know I won't forget How you kissed me strange to prove you were mythical Oh, my coquet, you used my voice as your ugly vehicle Coquet
Everything is falling apart, yes, I am Watching me watch birds watch people Watching me watch birds watch people I wear my bow tie to bed 'Cos I'm waiting
I heard a human voice in an adding machine and my brain slipped out of my ear Which made it hard to hear A customer clapping in approval A bird flew
How will I ever know you enough to love you if you're hiding who you are? Don't ask me to explain Who are you hiding you from, across the table with a
All of my thoughts are from a foreign host Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like
You are my cutie pie, my cutie pie, yes you are You are my cutie pie, my cutie pie, yes you are You'll be my cutie pie until the day I die I hope that
The octopus in your purse Is cursing like an evil sailor But remember the knife is worse For the additives of movie trailers If you want me to I?ll help
