Showing posts with label favourites. Show all posts
Showing posts with label favourites. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Camille - Paris

Camille - Paris

Finies les balades le long du canal
les escaliers des cartes postales
c'est fini, Paris
c'est décidé, je me barre
finis le ciel gris, les matins moroses,
on dit qu'à Toulouse les briques sont roses
oh là-bas, Paris, les briques sont roses

Paris, tu paries, Paris, que je te quitte
que je change de cap, de capitale
Paris, tu paries, Paris, que je te quitte
je te plaque sur tes trottoirs sales

je connais trop ta bouche, bouche de métro
les bateaux mouche et la couleur de l'eau
c'est fini Paris, je les connais trop
ici je m'ennuie, même quand vient la nuit
on dit que Séville s'éveille à minuit
là-bas, Paris, la ville s'éveille à minuit

à Toulouse il a plu, à Séville j'ai trop bu
à Rio j'ai eu le mal du pays
oh pari perdu, je retourne vivre à Paris

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

The Kinks - Do You Remember, Walter?

The Kinks - Do You Remember, Walter?

Walter, remember when the world was young
And all the girls knew Walter's name?
Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed?
Do you remember, Walter, playing cricket in the thunder and the rain?
Do you remember, Walter, smoking cigarettes behind your garden gate?
Yes, Walter was my mate,
But Walter, my old friend, where are you now?

Walter's name.
Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed?
Do you remember, Walter, how we said we'd fight the world so we'd be free.
We'd save up all our money and we'd buy a boat and sail away to sea.
But it was not to be.
I knew you then but do I know you now?

Walter, you are just an echo of a world I knew so long ago
Walter, if you saw me now you wouldn't even know my name.
I bet you're fat and married and you're always home in bed by half-past eight.
And if I talked about the old times you'd get bored and you'll have nothing more to say.
Yes people often change, but memories of people can remain.

Monday, May 07, 2007

Belle and Sebastian - Funny Little Frog

Belle and Sebastian - Funny Little Frog

Honey, lovin' you is the greatest thing,
I get to be myself and I get to sing,
I get to play at being irresponsible,
I come home late and love your soul,
I never forget you in my prayers,
I never have a bad thing to report.

You're my picture on the wall,
You're my vision in the hall,
You're the one I'm talking to,
When I get in from my work,
You are my girl, and you don't even know it,
I am living out the life of a poet,
I am the jester in the ancient court,
And you're the funny little frog in my throat.

My eye sight's fading, my hearing's dim,
I can't get insured for the state I'm in,
I'm a danger to myself I've been starting fights,
At the party at the club on a Saturday night,
But I don't get disapproving from my girl,
She gets all the highlights wrapped in pearls.

You're my picture on the wall,
You're my vision in the hall,
You're the one I'm talking to,
When I get in from my work,
You are my girl, and you don't even know it,
I am living out the life of a poet,
I am the jester in the ancient court,
And you're the funny little frog in my throat.

I had a conversation with you at night,
It's a little one sided but that's all right,
I tell you in the kitchen about my day,
You sit on the bed in the dark changing places,
With the ghost that was there before you came,
You've come to save my life again.

I don't dare to touch your hand,
I don't dare to think of you,
In a physical way,
And I don't know how you smell,
You are the cover of my magazine,
You're my fashion tip, a living museum,
I'd pay to visit you on rainy Sundays,
And maybe tell you all about it, someday.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Mika - Grace Kelly



( - I wanna talk to you.
- The last time we talked Mr Smiths, you reduced me to tears. I promise it won't happen again
.)*

Do I attract you
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile
Am I too dirty
Am I too flirty
Do I like what you like

I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
I guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me without making me try

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Why don't you walk out the door

( - Getting angry doesn't solve anything.)

How can I help it
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like yourself
Should I bend over
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie
I've gone identity mad

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Walk out the door

Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Walk out the door

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Walk out the door

( - xxx, we're leaving.)**



* Are these right? I've typed as i hear.
** I don't get what she says. If you do, please let me know.
*** Mika, i guess i've fallen in love with you.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Love - Maybe the People Would Be the Times or Between Clark and Hilldale



What is happening and how have you been
Gotta go but I'll see you again
And oh, the music is so loud
And then I fade into the

Crowds of people standing everywhere
'Cross the street I'm at this laugh affair
And here they always play my songs
And me, I wonder if it's

Wrong or right they come here just the same
Telling everyone about their games
And if you think it obsolete
Then you go back across the street
Yeah, street, hey hey

When I leave now don't you weep for me
I'll be back, just save a seat for me
But if you just can't make the room
Look up and see me on the

Moon's a common scene around my town
Yeah where everyone is painted brown
And if we do get stuck away
Let's go paint everybody gray
Yeah, gray, yeah

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Déportivo - Sur le Moment



Je ne construirai pas sur la peur
On verra bien sur le moment
Comment se comportent les douleurs
Faut qu’on s’en aille en sifflotant
Un air de fête, un vieil air de changement
Les fruits pourris en en-tête
Tous consumés jusqu’aux chaussettes
Allez
Allez

Moi je laisse mes ongles dans les portières
Et mes cancers en rentrant
J’oublie même de quoi j’ai l’air
Vous dire ici comme c’est marrant
De perdre en fait la mémoire en sortant
Les fruits pourris en en-tête
Tous consumés jusqu’aux chaussettes
Allez
Allez

Elevés à la fronde

The Left Banke - Pretty Ballerina

The Left Banke - Pretty Ballerina.mp3

I had a date with a pretty ballerina
Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes
I asked her for this dance
and then she obliged me
Was I surprised, yeah
Was I surprised,
no not at all
I called her yesterday,
it should have been tomorrow
I could not keep
the joy that was inside
I begged for her to tell me
if she really loved me
Somewhere a mountain is moving
Afraid it's moving without me
I had a date with a pretty ballerina
Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes
I asked her for this dance
and then she obliged me
Was I surprised, yeah
Was I surprised, no not at all
And when I wake on a dreary Sunday morning
I open up my eyes to find there's rain
And something strange within said,
go ahead and find her
Just close your eyes, yeah
Just close your eyes and she'll be there
She'll be there

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

The Beatles - Here, There and Everywhere



To lead a better life I need my love to be here..

Here, making each day of the year
Changing my life with a wave of her hand
Nobody can deny that there's something there

There, running my hands through her hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there

I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

I want her everywhere and if she's beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

To be there and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere

Monday, March 19, 2007

The Beach Boys - God Only Knows



I may not always love you
But long as there are stars above you
You never need to doubt it
I'll make you so sure about it
God only knows what I'd be without you

If you should ever leave me
Though life would still go on, believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would livin' do me
God only knows what I'd be without you

God only knows what I'd be without you

If you should ever leave me
Though life would still go on, believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would livin' do me

God only knows what I'd be without you

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Myslovitz - Sound of Solitude



And even left alone one day
Ain't gonna change, it's not my world
Before me there's a road I know
The one I chose myself to go

Yeah, perfect forever, always clever
Should I be and I should feel
Super cool but then I am a fool
But then it's not me

And even left alone one day
Ain't gonna change, it's not my world
Before me there's a road I know
The one I chose myself to go

See, I like the evenings
Like to get hidden for quite some time
And yet, I like against my nature with ostentation
To stay alone, climb to a tree top
And keep looking skyward
No sensation, but I know that right here
For another time
Can't be who I wanna be

And even left alone one day
Ain't gonna change, it's not my world
Before me there's a road I know
The one I chose myself to go

Nights, some nights I awake to
Go out though I hate it
Look at this chemical world
Smelling like grayness, like paper love sadness
With you and me and someone else
Don't know who, wants to be
For several years
With obsession and with ostentation
Left alone a while I've seen that guy

And even left alone one day
Ain't gonna change, it's not my world
Before me there's a road I know
The one I chose myself to go

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Camille - Les Ex



Tu m'exaspères avec tes ex
Avec tes ex à deux vitesses
Et j'expurgeais ton agenda
Il ne resterait plus que moi
Mais toi tu revois sans complexe
Ces ex que j'exècre et tu me dis
Tout excité y'a plus aucune ambiguïté

Mais je sais je sais je sais que les ex
c'est sexe et sexy
Je sais je sais je sais que les ex
c'est sexe et sexy

Les ex c'est comme les expresso
Ca se boit vite ça se boit chaud
C'est pas comme l'amour impossible
Les ex c'est toujours accessible
Ca laisse penser d'un coup de latex
Un coup de fil et un duplex
Et plus besoin d'un mode d'emploi
On a déjà fait ça X fois

Tu m'exaspères avec tes ex
Avec tes ex à deux vitesse
Ca te vexe si je t'expulse
Si notre PACS devient pex
Si je t'exile te catapulte
Vers d'autres galaxies
Où les ex c'est permis
En plus je sais que ça t'excite
D'avoir une extra ex
Sur ta liste

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Dionysos - La Métamorphose de Mister Chat



Hier, j'ai parlé avec une sorcière
On a discuté football et poésie, hier
Puis je lui ai dit que j'aimerai qu'elle m'apprenne
A kidnapper son mini-mini-mini-mini derrière
Alors elle m'a transformé en chat comme ça
Petit roux tigré les dents cassés, genre chat de gouttière
Depuis je me promène sur les toits
Je crie:
"C'est moi, c'est moi"
Vous ne me reconnaissez pas, non!
Même mes amis me crient:
"Ta gueule le chat, ta gueule le chat, ta gueule le chat"
Avec ses petits arbres en fleur,
J'ai eu envie de lui grimper dans les bras, voilà
-Tu aurais dû commencer par ça,
Tu aurais dû te méfier de moi,
Tu aurais dû arrêter de scruter la noisette
Celle qui me sert de bouche
Te voilà avec une gueule de chat,
A funambuler sur les toits
Avec la lune comme lampe de chevet,
Et personne pour te laisser rentrer chez toi.

It’s hard to be a cat in this fucking town !
And I can fly through the trees
And you can see my eyes through the night
Like lights of a car
And I look at my bed through the windows
I recognize the pillow and I dream about your
Little head sleeping on.