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I'm... wishin' and wishin' away as you go
I'm... wishin' and wishin' away as you go

I don't see nothing but pain and misery,
cause you are the one for me
Why can't it all be true?
Can I escape with my blue fallen revery?
Why can't it all be true?
Why can't it all be true?

I'm... wishin' and wishin' away as you go
I'm... wishin' and wishin' away as you go

Sodomy, I believe you are the one for me
Gracious for you to prove my clothes are tarted
Can I escape with my blue fallen revery?
Why can't it all be true?
Why can't it all be true?

I've been wishin' away at you
I've been wishin' away at you
I've been wishin' away as you go

I don't see nothing but pain and misery,
cause you are the one for me
Why can't it all be true?
Can I escape with my blue fallen revery?
Why can't it all be true?
Why can't it all be true?

wishin' and wishin' away as you go… (X6)

as you go... as you go... as you go...

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I don't know why she called
it was in a very strange way
tell me about her

fuck
she told me she was the one
then everything was done
then I looked around
what did I see
she told me she was the one
then everything was done
then I looked around and
what did u see

that I fucked her
underneath a tree
and I can't believe that I took her virginity
virginity (2X)

then I just woke up
what a strange nightmare
my eyes couldn't focus
I wasn't there
was it a friend or foe
I didn't want to know
but as I turned around
what did I see

that I fucked her
underneath a tree
and I can't believe that I took her virginity
virginity (2X)

virgin tea (4X)

won't you buy some virgin tea (4X)

that I fucked her
underneath a tree
and I can't believe that I took her virginity
virginity (4X)

then I just woke up
what a strange nightmare
my eyes couldn't focus
I wasn't there

note : On trouve parfois cette chanson titrée Virgin Tea. Aucun titre officiel n'a été confirmé. Mais nous avons bien dû faire un choix :p

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Stay away from me
I got a disease
Everyone is sleeping

Fuck you
For putting hate in me
For putting faith in me
Everyone is sleeping

Everyone is sleeping
Everyone is sleeping
Everyone is sleeping

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Ain't no more sunshine,
just rain and cold suffering
Generation born to die with their eyes wide open
The clock strikes
The wrong rights
The mob rules
The second Armageddon,
igniting the lit fuse
No turning back and every soldier is on point
Ready to die, the confrontation coming, ready or not
It's on again,
It's time to say your prayers again
It's not the end,
just the beginning of the end

Is it hard?
Yea, I can hold it down like that
Is it real?
Yea, You know I break it down like that
Is it rough?
Don't even try to front like that
I'm on fire baby,
a big dog will hunt like that

Another day,
another buster wanna battle me
Another mamma crying,
now her baby is a casualty
I'm ready nigga,
slice like a machete nigga,
got fetty nigga,
never spend it on Betty nigga
I hit and run,
never stressing to look back
When I look back,
I think about the love I never had
Then I wake up,
I get fucked up and I get even
Approach you from the front
While in your back a knife
I'm leaving

Is it hard?
Yea, I can hold it down like that
Is it real?
Yea, You know I break it down like that
Is it rough?
Baby don't even try to front like that
I'm on fire baby,
a big dog will hunt like that

The sky is falling, I don't care
I just want to feel good
Her train's leaving, she don't care
She just wants to feel good
The World is dying, we don't care
We just want to feel good
It's all over, we don't care
We just want to feel good

No, we can't compromise like that
No, we can't conform like that
I'm saying fuck you and fuck the norm like that
Revolt and transform like that
Make a difference
Have a motherfucking impact
It won't stop raining,
its flooding,
Revelation was all true
You drew first blood,
Jesus is coming to take you
Coming to break you,
make you just like new
Satan laughing,
spreads his wings and gets a new tattoo
A new platinum chain, a new pinky ring, the rolex, the benz,
The huggy bear pimp thing
Nigga it's midnight, never forget where you come from
Keep your mouth shut
Back the fuck up
Watch what you doing
Punk? Bitch? Motherfucker?

Is it hard?
Yea, I can hold it down like that
Is it real?
Yea, You know I break it down like that
Is it rough?
Don't even try to front like that
I'm on fire baby,
a big dog will hunt like that

The sky is falling, I don't care
I just want to feel good
Her train's leaving, she don't care
She just wants to feel good
The World is dying, we don't care
We just want to feel good
It's all over, we don't care
We just want to feel good (X2)

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What's my problem?
Here's my problem
My problem is that I'm
too visual to be blind,
too audiological to be deaf,
too ideological to be in peace,
too compassionate to be in war,
too crazy to be sane,
too sane to be lazy,
too emotional to be you

If I could only s my head,
from going into constant infection,
then maybe I can swim back
to my own version of consistent sanity.

Angelic daemons,
liquid dreams,
transparent mountains,
of our own reality.

burning oceans,
melting faces,
melting faces,
Why?

If I could only s my head,
from going into constant infection,
then maybe I can swim back
to my own version of consistent sanity.

Angelic daemons,
liquid dreams,
transparent mountains,
of our own reality.

burning oceans,
melting faces,
melting faces,
Why?

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Time is always now here forever,
Time is always now gone never,
God is now the ruler of the present,
His son a lesson born of a peasant,
Here, now, forever,
Happiness ends at the end of a beautiful tunnel,
Now, forever,

Run run run away,
To a land far away,
Where the hills are green and the water is gray,
Maria ran with passion not seen in women,
Thanks to the big life and her forceful,
Daddy, no longer the man, no matter,
Due is her freedom for loneliness with the dollar,
No longer the man, no matter,

I've been poisoned by god,
The devil of money,
I will never mary,
'Till I'm ready,
To be the perfect man,

Honey the babysitter's here,
Honey it's 8 o'clock,
Honey the babysitter's here, honey?
Honey! the babysitter's here,
Honey! It's 8 o'clock
Honey! It's 8 o'clock! It's 8 o'clock!

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Hello, my name is Johnny
Well hello my name is Johnny
I would like to explain myself
And I would like to complain in vein

Sweet little boy
JOHNNY!
Sweet Little Boy
JOHNNY!
Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
Let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind

Hello my name is Roger
Well hello my name is Roger
I would like to proclaim myself
A god
And likely ordain myself

Sweet little boy
ROGER!
Sweet little boy
ROGER!

Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
Let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind

Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind

Sweet little boy
Johnny
Sweet little boy
Known as roger

Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
Let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind
Let me show you the way to my
Let me show you the way to my
Let me help you explain your mind
When I help you explain your mind

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Link, he come to town
Come to save the Princess Zelda
Ganon took her away
Now the children don't play
But they will when Link saves the day
Hallelujah!

Now Link, fill up your hearts
So you can shoot your sword with power
And when you're feeling all down
The fairy will come around
So you'll be brave, and not a sissy coward

Now Link has saved the day
Put Ganon in his grave
So now Zelda is free
And now our hero shall be
Link! I think your name shall go down into history

note : Cette chanson n'est pas de System of a Down mais du groupe The Rabbit Joint. Si nous avons mis ces paroles, c'est tout simplement parce que nous aimons bien cette chanson et que tout fan de SOAD a cru au moins une fois qu'il s'agissait d'une de leurs chansons.

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Stretching, filing,
Against her skin,
Blessed are those,
Who are not kin,
In sin we breathe,
In sex we tie,
Duct tape her legs,
To the red sky,
Foolsome flesh allowances,
The pansies raided the pantry of,
Gabardine dreams, promiscuous,
Delight, deny not the flavor,

Custard dreams,
Abusing, musing,
Marmalade flesh
Naked spread am I,
am I...

Actors of the tragic fanthom,
Extend your legs for great saturn,
Brown table stop scream for cover,
At the sight of your new lover,

If today I die,
And can't deny,
The poison chosen,
For tonight.
Tonight...

Borrowed dreams,
Hollowed reveries,
Metal pillows,
Pewter yellows,
Furry roadkill,
House on the hill,
Pouring gravy,
On her thighs still,

If today i die,
And can't deny,
The poison chosen,
For tonight.
Tonight...

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kaleidoscope of love,
Ophidian's dance as the shifting occurs,
We are stars and electric animals,
Nurtured by the mothers of prostitutes
Floating in a mushroom universe,
Swimming in a sea of cyclostomes,
And as we surface through the tide,
You open up and I come inside

I must be in limbo,
'Cause purgatory's always felt just like home,
And as the world spins round and round,
We fornicate upon the cotton clouds
that rain down sulfur smiles on the
Children at play in the poppy fields
Sinking for what seems like forever,
Like Atlantis into the sea,
To forget the shore and wash away,
Wash away my memory

I must be in limbo
'Cause purgatory's always felt just like home

Inside the moon lives
The high priest of the mushroom cult
Upon the altar are the ashes of the pharisees
I sold my soul, sold my soul,
Sold my soul away
I'm free of guilt, free of sin, free of everything.

la...la,la,la,la,la...

Inside the moon lives
The high priest of the mushroom cult
Upon the altar are the ashes of the pharisees
I sold my soul, sold my soul,
Sold my soul away
I'm free of guilt, free of sin, free of everything.

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Life is a story,
Go ahead and find your sight.

Life is your glory,
Go ahead and live the night.

But to live means to be here,
In the present, now,
Do you try to bow for the gift of your day?
Then you cede to the morning sun.
Sun...

Pretending that we live doesn't make us alive.

Life is a story,
Go ahead and find your sight.

But to live means to be here,
In the present, now,
Do you try to bow for the gift of your day?
Then you cede to the morning sun.

Pretending that we see doesn't give us the sight
Pretending that we live doesn't make us alive.

What is it that makes us lose sight,
True sight, of what is real and essential?
I'll take organized patterns of chaos
Over the chaotic organizations of man, any day.

Pretending that we see doesn't give us the sight
Pretending that we live doesn't make us alive.
Pretending that we see doesn't give us the sight
Pretending that we live doesn't make us alive.

The patterns in the carpet do add up though,
You don't have to count.
The patterns in the carpet do add up though,
You don't have to count

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I fuck yo ass up
I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up son)
I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up son) {Wu for life}
I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up!)

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Yo I'll fuck ya ass up!

Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut!
S.O.A.D., live and uncut!
Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
To the young youth, ya wanna get gun? Shoot!
BLAOW! How you like me now? Don't fuck the style
Ruthless wild!
Do ya wanna getcha teeth knocked the fuck out?
Wanna get on it like that, well then shout!

Lasers, amazers
Hit me with the major
The damage, my Clan understand it be flavor
Gunnin, hummin comin atcha
First I'm gonna getcha, once I gotcha, I gat-cha
You could never capture the eneman stature
For rhyme and for rapture, got niggaz resigning, now master
My style? Never! I put the fucking muck in the wild kid
Let's get together!

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga (2X)

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Yo I'll fuck ya ass up!

Drunk like 20 white boys in the back of a pick up truck
With hockey pucks and skateboards on their way to Woodstock
Leave home the glock, and have a gun the size of a black hole
Two planets, don't get frantic
Throw your hands up in the hair, don't panic
Supreme Arm Leg Leg Arm Head, Wu-Tang Clan as tight as strong dread

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga (2X)

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Yo I'll fuck ya ass up!

Come wit that ol' loco
Style from my vocal
Couldn't peep it with a pair of bi-focals
I'm no joker! Play me as a joker
Be on you like a house on fire! Smoke ya!
Crews be actin like they gangs, anyway
Be like, "Warriors! Come out and playiyay!"
Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea
Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea
Dirty, I keep shit stinks in my drawers
So I can get fzza-funky for yah
Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang RAHH!
Here comes the Tiger verse Crane!
Ow, be like wild with my style
Punk! You playing me, chump, you get dumped
WU! Is comin through! At a theatre near you!
And get funk like a shoe!

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga (2X)

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Wu buck wild with the trigger!
Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga
Yo I'll fuck ya ass up!

I'll fuck ya ass up (4X)
Bitch!

Fuck his ass up

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What you get and what you see
Things that don't come easily
Feeling happy in my vein
Icicles within my brain
(cocain)

Something blowing in my head
Winter's ice, it soon will spread
Death would freeze my very soul
Makes me happy, makes me cold
(cocain)

Let the winter sun shine on
Let me feel the frost of dawn
Fill my dreams with flakes of snow
Soon I'll feel the chilling glow

Don't you think I know what I'm doing
Don't tell me that it's doing me wrong
You're the one who's really a loser
This is where I feel I belong

Crystal world with winter flowers
Turns my day to frozen hours
Lying snowblind in the sun
Will my ice age ever come?
(cocain)

My eyes are blind but I can see
The snowflakes glisten on the tree
The sun no longer sets me free
I feel there's no place freezing me

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Pushing the law again
Pushing the law again

Justice with a sword
Our smiling knight on board

Pushing the law again

Opening his heart to everyone
And loving without a doubt
Embracing friends and
Embarrassing foes,
And those who are unjust.
A man true to his heart
without fear or misgivings
With "insecurity" tattooed across his body
The first to accept,
the last to disappoint
He understood all and expected nothing

Now you are free
Free to roam in the skies
Now and then visit me
With your starlit eyes

Pushing the law again
Pushing the law again

Justice with a sword
Our smiling knight on board

You took all our hearts
With your smile,
And left a legacy untold
You conquered life and fear,
So you see there was no room for you to grow old

Now you are free
Free to roam in the skies
Now and then visit me
With your starlit eyes
(2X)

Pushing the law again
Pushing the law again

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The spine, a line,
The fetus is mine,

Don't forget me
Don't forget me
Don't forget me
Don't forget

Revolt, revolt,
Revolution, counter revolution
Counter counter revolution

The mind,
mind the mind that feeds the blind,
And helps you find,
And makes you bind,

The game, is on,
The game is on,
The game is on,
The game is on,
The game is on,

The spine, a line,
the fetus is mine
(4X)

A life, denied,
Comatosis, Comatosis, Comatosis,
Comment on my words,
Define, my words define,
my words define, my words define,
my words define the line, the line,
Revolution, counter revolution,
Counter counter revolution,
Solution,
Dissillusioned by pollution,
Resolution starting with the spine,
A line
The fetus is mine,

the spine, a line
The fetus is mine(6X)

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We want peace without
Patriot missiles,
Blown to bits are civilian targets,
Parade! Laugh! Rejoice! Sing!
We are the victors of nothing,
Spend more money on a war,
Your people starving, turned to whores,
Slaves of the chosen one
paying millions for each bomb,

Country without a race,
Formed from people you disgrace,
White right conservative might,
Killers of Kennedy's with no fright,
The American way!

Freedom cried the marching man,
Flags ripped out of their black hands,
Beaten! Slain! Tortured! Killed!
Their only mistake was being born here,
Invade countries just for oil,
Send your troops all down to boil,
Iraq! Grenada! Nam and Chile!
Truman doctrine our own way,

Country without a race,
Formed from people you disgrace,
White right conservative might,
Killers of Kennedy's with no fright,
The American way!

The Government here can suck my balls,
Policing the world in overalls,
Armed rebellion minority,
Disrespected race, colored mind,
Crazed loonies all walk the streets,
Missing children on milk cartons,
Mother selling child for crack,
Mr. President check you back,

Country without a race,
Formed from people you disgrace,
White right conservative might,
Killers of Kennedy's with no fright,
The American way!
The American way!
The American way

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I'm alone
Sitting with my breaking glass
My four walls
Follow me through my past
I was on a Paris train
I emerged in London rain
And you were waiting there
Swimming through apologies

I remember searching for the perfect words
I was hoping you might change your mind
I remember a soldier sleeping next to me
Riding on the metro

I was smiling as you took my hand
So removed
We spoke in France
You will passed with shallow words
Years have passed and still the hurt
You will passed with shallow words
Years have passed and still the hurt
I can see you now
Smiling as you pulled away
Sorry

I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand
"I'll love you always" filled my eyes
I remember a night we walked along the Seine
Riding on the metro

I remember a feeling coming over me
The soldier turned, then looked away
Fuck you for loving me
Riding on The Metro

ahhh
ahhhhhhh

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How many niggas that'll die for you
How many get a quiche like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

How many niggas that'll die for you
How many get a quiche like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, I'mma ride for you, would you ride for me?
Well, I'mma die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats
Let they man get struck, never strike back
Stay in the street, seven days a week
Shit get hot, you never blaze your heat
Stupid motherfucker wanna play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he never sleeps
Bigger than the king and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me anything but broke
When it's on, I guarantee my team don't choke
Want a war, you niggas better bring yo' force
And when I say we won't quit, believe this shit
When I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And when I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my bitch
When Puff talk, you niggas take heed to this

How many niggas that'll die for you
How many get a quiche like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

How many niggas that'll die for you
How many get a quiche like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you

Yo, if you down to act, we came to scrap
We beef '89, still watch your back
A nigga smack me, I'mma smack 'em back
If it lead to the guns, then that be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, just make me
Wanna send 'em heat without AC
Thinks I'm sweet, taste me
How much you really want it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or your deal on it?
This year Cancun, guess who I'm going wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own trip
Make my own chips, I copped my own 6
I knock my own shit, like I'm on my own dick
My day be short, need coke, raid the fort
I'm knocked by the cops, come blaze the court
And though niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man below your belt
Me, I always had, so I never go for self
Had thousand dollar bills with Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the dough down
Kick your door down, surround the block
Where you go now?
Fifty shots spit at you and that is not a whole round
Way I leave the furniture, think it was co-found
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase gotta go down
What more could I say but hey, guess you niggas know now

How many niggas that'll die for you
How many get a quiche like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you
(2X)

Motherfuckin' right I'mma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around when it's time to go to war
This shit here, nothing to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all ya'll wanna try ya'll luck with
Lil' Kim spread like syphilis
You think I'm pussy?
I dare you to stick your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, inconspicuous in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous
Speak when you're spoken to and only with permission
Like E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas listen
So don't ya'll be mad at me, cuz I'm the Q to the B
To the motherfuckin' E-E
Copped my CD, now all ya'll wanna be me
See me on the TV, beds will dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, chromed out and phoned out
My shit is paid for, your shit is loaned out
I gets it on, money keep growin'
Ice fully glowin', plus I'm bad to the bone
In the danger zone, I hold my own when the pain is gone
Like a splinter I enter
So why should I throw my blows in those
Do a bit upstate and take the weight for your troubles
My nigga B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas that I'd die for

How many niggas that'll die for you
How many get a quiche like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a red's on ya head, then they ride with you
(4X)

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