TOGETHER
ONE WITH THE OTHER : TOGETHER
I don’t know where you come from.
I don’t care what you call yourself.
I don’t know what your past is.
I don’t care where you’re going.
It’s just you and me.
We must deal
One with the other : together.
I don’t care what you look like.
I don’t care what your age is.
I don’t care about your colour.
I don’t care about your culture.
It’s just you and me.
We must deal
One with the other : together.
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BLUE DEVILS
Blue devils…Blue devils.
Blue devils are lurking about.
Blue devils are following you.
Blue devils, they're hanging around.
Blue devils are waiting for you.
Entangled in a curse; unable to move
Suspended in a void; so you cannot think
Possessed and condemned to feel unreal
You'll be damned to a fate of stagnant gloom
When you're alone, they'll come for you.
When you're alone, they'll pull you down.
When you're alone, they'll suck your strength.
When you're alone.
Blue devils…Blue devils.
ARE YOU : YOU ?
Are you : you? Are you, yourself?
Are you : true? Are you?
Are you : you? True to yourself?
Are you : you? Are you?
Are you…saying what you really mean?
Are you…doing what you truly want?
Are you…being what you want to be?
Are you…living what you want to live?
Are you?
Are you…doing what is right for you?
Are you…being where you want to be?
Are you…showing what you’re really like?
Are you…truly what you seem to be?
Are you : you? Are you, yourself?
Are you : True to yourself?
Are you?
Are you
IT AIN’T RIGHT
Oh, no.
Vacant stares from hollow eyes
Shallow words from empty minds
Sunken souls in bleeding hearts
Pleading gestures which impart :
The reality of suffering, true struggling, having nothing.
Oh, it ain’t right.
No need to worry, got food in the belly.
No need to think, got plenty to drink.
Oh, it ain’t right.
Barren fields of eroded ground
Sky and water poisoned by the waste from ravaged and deserted towns.
Withered vegetables, infected animals, mountains of radioactive minerals
Downright contamination
Blatant, outright devastation.
Oh, it ain’t right.
No need to worry, got food in the belly.
No need to think, got plenty to drink
Oh, it ain’t right.
Oh, no
WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?
Do, do what? Do, do what?
Innocent creatures become vanishing features
Delicate breezes spread deadly diseases
Rich men of the world : you do not care
Wise men of the world : you do not dare, to say :
The land is tiring : the sea is crying; the sky is falling
What are we gonna do when the well runs dry?
Do, do what? Do, do what?
Fragrant blossoms…turn sterile and rotten
Lovely visions…deformed by deep erosion
Rich men of the world : you do not care
Wise men of the world : you do not dare, to say :
The land is tiring : the sea is crying; the sky is falling
What are we gonna do when the seeds won’t grow?
The land is tiring : the sea is crying; the sky is falling
What are we gonna do?
Rich men of the world : what are we gonna do?
Wise men of the world : what do we do?
Do, do what? Do, do what?
A RECIPE FOR WAR
Combine two opposing opinions.
Season with antagonism until reaching bitterness.
Beat in a measure of defensiveness coated with pride.
Add a number of threats and strain
Simmer this mixture until poignant.
What ya cookin' there?
A recipe for war.
Want to have a taste?
War!
Prepare a bunch of tender young men.
Trim their ideas and remove their desires.
Grind until their hatred becomes wrath.
Garnish them with arms and shot.
Serve with the acrid sauce above.
What ya cookin' there?
A recipe for war.
Want to have a taste?
War!
Cut into pieces a wholesome territory.
Flatten and crush its culture, its people.
Spread with domination these slices of land.
Heap on a mixture of control and authority.
And top with a dictator.
What ya cookin' there?
A recipe for war.
Want to have a taste?
War!
ANTIDOTE
Y'a-t-il un antidote
Contre les morsures de la vie?
Y'a-t-il un antidote
Pour contrer cette anomalie?
Attente au bout du Bar en sirotant la nuit
Perdu dans le brouillard
La maladie n'a pas de nom, non pas que je sois sans savoir
Quand viendra le corbillard.
Je cherche l'antidote
Pour éviter la tragédie.
Y'a-t-il un antidote
Pour contrer cette anomalie?
Inversement sans m'en servir je lui tire une clope.
Il me prie de bien m'asseoir
Non qu'il soit sélect dans le choix de tous ses mecs
Je me vois devant l'évidence.
Y'a-t-il un antidote
Contre les morsures de la vie?
Conversations, dérogations inopportunes
Je me vois pris entre les mots.
Ou c'est magie ma vie ou tragique nécrologie
Je suis sans armes et dans l'oubli.
Faut trouver l'antidote
Ou bien la vie c'est fini.
Y'a-t-il un antidote
Pour contrer cette anomalie?
Où donc est l'antidote
Contre les morsures de la vie?
Y'a-t-il un antidote
Pour contrer cette anomalie?
Y'a-t-il un antidote
Contre les morsures de la vie?
DES MÂLES ET DES LOUPS
Ce que les loups valent
Les mômes savent.
Elles ont dans le visage
Des marques et des coups.
Ce que nient les mâles
Les mômes savent.
Ils ont l'abri légal
Et tous les atouts.
Des mâles et des loups;
Langage tabou.
Y'a pas que les loups
Qui font des ravages.
Y'a pas que les loups
Sauvages.
Que les fauves bavent
Les mômes savent
Car si ça les soulage,
Ça les rend fous.
Ce que nient les mâles
Les mômes savent
Car c'est sous leurs corsages
Qu'on porte les coups.
Des mâles et des loups;
Langage tabou.
Y'a pas que les loups
Qui font des ravages.
Y'a pas que les loups
Sauvages.
Des mâles et des loups;
Langage tabou.
HYMNE MAUDIT
Tu faisais dans mon corps
Un hymne maudit
Et je l’entends encore
Mon cœur bondit
Notre corps-à-corps
Troublait la nuit
Nous étions dans un port
Du Midi.
Tu faisais dans mon corps
Un hymne maudit
Un hymne maudit
Et dans ce décor
Essaimé de cris
Je suppliais la mort
De m’offrir un sursis.
Sans regret, sans remords
Tu m’as tout pris
De babord à tribord
Je pleurais un ami
D’entendre encore
Ce chant maudit
Ce vent d’enferMartelé de bruits
Une fois de plus
S’immerge la vie.
Tu faisais dans mon corps
Un hymne maudit
Tu jouais l’être fort
Le mal-appris
Jusqu’à l’aurore
Tu m’as trahie
Rivée à mon sort
Sans abri sans merci
Tu faisais dans mon corps
Un hymne maudit.