Tekst :
All around me
Are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early
For their daily races
Going nowhere
Going nowhere
And their tears
Are filling up
Their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head
I want to drown
My sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
And I find it
Kind of funny
I find it
Kind of sad
The dreams
In which I m dying
Are the best
I ve ever had
I find it
Hard to tell you
Cos I find it
Hard to take
When people run
In circles
It s a very, very
Mad world
Children waiting
For the day
They feel good
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday
Made to feel the way
That every child should
Sit and listen
Sit and listen
Went to school
And I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me
Hello teacher tell me
What s my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me
Tekst :
Si j avais su te dire je t aime
Je s rais heureux et toi idem
On aurait pris la vie à deux
C est tellement plus facile à deux
On aurait peut-être eu aussi cette maison d amour
Et cet enfant blond dont tu parlais toujours
Y aurait pas eu de problèmes
Si j avais su te dire je t aime
Mal à vie
Sous le vent de Malavie
Mal à vie
L océan est sous la pluie
Mal à vie
C est le temps qui vient me dire
Mal à vie
C est toi qui l as fait partir
Tu n as droit qu aux souvenirs
Si j avais su te dire je t aime
Je ne serai pas là ce soir
À l heure blême
Solitaire comme le rocher de Malavie
Courant de bière en bière
D oubli en oubli
Tu aurais mis seulement ta main
Sur mon front de fièvre
D ailleurs je n aurais même pas eu de fièvre
Avec toi j aurais été moi-même
Si j avais su te dire je t aime
Mal à vie
Sous le vent de Malavie
Mal à vie
L océan est à la nuit
Mal à vie
C est le vent qui vient me dire
Mal à vie
Il fallait la retenir
Tu n as droit qu aux souvenirs
Mais je n ai pas su te dire je t aime
Et je t ai quittée
Et toi idem
Mal à vie
Plus je vais et moins j oublie
Mal à vie
Quand l amour n a pas tout dit
C est qu on a raté sa vie
Tekst :
Hey Patty Garrett That s What I Used to Call You
They Tell Me You Want Me But I Hear They ve Got You
They Made You a Lawman With a Badge Made of Silver
They Paid You Some Money to Sell Them My Soul
But You Say This Ain t About Me, This Ain t About You
Or the Good and the Bad Times We ve Both Been Through
When the Lines Between Brothers and Justice Have Changed
You Do What You ve Got to Cause You Can t Walk Away
I Wonder What Would Have Happened
If You Were the Killer
And I Was the Hero
Would Things Be the Same
Or Would I Have Traded
Your Life For My Own Life
Would I Have Paid
Your Debts in Your Place
But This Ain t About Me, This Ain t About You
Or the Good and the Bad Times We ve Both Been Through
When the Lines Between Brothers and Justice Have Changed
You Do What You ve Got to Cause You Can t Walk Away
Blood Money
That s What I Call It
cause Money For Blood Ain t no Fair Exchange
Blood Money
Bought and Then Sold You
But Your Conscience Is All You Can Take to Your Grave