N'importe quand, on y trouvera certain monde 'Y a des miroirs sur le plafond Et la champagne arrosee Elle a dit: "on est tous que des prisonniers Qu'est-ce qu'on
bets My friends are all gypsies And I laughed before I wept I learnt how to live when I saw that sunrise And now I sing this song about looking on my
and a dirty mind When he's pumped up ya better shake down on drums it's the mighty sound of Will Hull-Brown And now.. It's the certified unidentified flying object Low on the radar The tsar on
room becomes an altar and what beast that must exist it flies with music from our lips and steals a kiss and blows it out into the mist where castles stand on
And since then ha the rhythm's been running through my veins in my thoughts in my eyes in my head it's insane it's the thing that does drive me to scream on
To the gods in the sky there's one thing you can do you can send us some sun and we'll play you this tune because sitting in our room lying down
strangular remember rain still falls on the halls of power new babies being born every hour and the eagle keeps watch on the old clock tower over me... CHORUS On
in my mind has gone my mind forgot the colour of direction and my eyes they see the hands that could have built that could have constructed the empire in my mind the empire
since then ha the rhythm's been running through my veins in my thoughts in my eyes in my head it's insane it's the thing that does drive me to scream on
: To the gods in the sky there's one thing you can do you can send us some sun and we'll play you this tune because sitting in our room lying down
a dirty mind When he's pumped up ya better shake down on drums it's the mighty sound of Will Hull-Brown And now.. It's the certified unidentified flying object Low on the radar The tsar on
becomes an altar and what beast that must exist it flies with music from our lips and steals a kiss and blows it out into the mist where castles stand on
floor Munching on veal parm' like human arm Up at your record label, real bomb, smacking VP's with real charm I'm a nice cat, till the Paxil runs out,
we shine our gold teeth at the cats in the alleys a flame on a match that the wind can't catch and when the bad guys attack the empire strikes back