Second album de TOXIC KISS

Heu sinon quand est-ce qu'il sera en vente pour les petites gens ??

Ce qui sera pratique avec le 3ème album, c'est que ça risque peut être d'intéresser des personnes autres que des fans de pouf française à la mort moi le noeud affublés de chapeaux haute forme en feutre violet-vert. C'est appréciable.
Wait & see.

Sinon bande de cons, on s'emmerde un tantinet ici ou j'ai la berlue ?
Y a quelqu'un dans ce taudis ?

Sérieusement, les plus belles paroles jamais écrites en 2008 pour les voeux 2009 ; une comptine à raconter aux enfants, déniaisés à jamais :

I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, I'm in the prime of my life.
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.

This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.

Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.

There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everything must run it's course.

We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(MGMT : Time To Pretend - 2008)


OU ALORS (et c'est toujours un peu de lecture) :

I hear the sound of falling love
As I wonder where you are
Hits the ground with a dead sound
Know you ain't got far
You're too stupid and sissy-like
To say that you want out
You make the eyes of a million girls
And think you'll make them shout

Dead Sound
Dead Sound

I used to take you on every time
That sparkle turned to black
I used to drag you through my streets
When you came crawling back
Your cheap words that you brought on sale
Won't help you through tonight
You make the eyes of a million girls
And think that's what they like

Dead Sound
Dead Sound

And now you go through a million girls
And try to pick what's right
When nigtfall comes and you're still alone
Do you feel it deep inside
It's oh so cold on the other side
Where thoughts can turn you down
You make the eyes of a million girls
But I see no girl around

Dead Sound
Dead Sound

(THE RAVEONETTES : Dead Sound - 2007)