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Willis make the creature move
He makes them live
Frame by frame

Willis would like to understand
Why his wife killed the children

Willis is building
A refuge in a dinosaur's jungle
Willis...

Monkeys, monsters and skeletons
Are moving in my thoughts
This lost world is mine
I'm looking for another one
Another one...

Willis is building
A refuge in a dinosaurs jungle
Willis...

Patrick has been in a coma
for a long time
Oh way too long in a bed
everybody thought that
he was brain-dead
even the doctor said it

he doesn't seem to worry...

now he doesn't know what to do
with his life

being good, being bad, being both
but Patrick woke up with a really
strange power
the ability to change the future...

he doesn't seem to worry...

what's your plan
what are you going to do
with your life

Life goes fast
I got a bruise on my knee
my whole face
is covered with spots
well I say no
but all I think is a yes
I'm so scared
but I'm a super hero

mama said
She said I'm gonna be...
a junkie...
She said I'm gonna miss...
the train...
She said I'm gonna be...
nothing...
She said I've got to change
my crazy ways

You're my boy, you're my boy
you're still my baby
you're my joy, you're my joy
did you hear what mama said

I'm the KING
headphones on my ears
I feel great
I am a total looser
I'm a freak
I am so proud to be
don't bother me
you won't get it anyway

she said I'm gonna be...
mama said... she said I've got to change...
your crazy ways...
she said I'm gonna miss...
mama said... the train...

Don't bother me
you won't bother me?
don't bother me

Backlight is so beautiful,
home is quiet now,
the man has gone...

His path will be winding,
but someone told him,
not to fear...

He has been waiting for so long
to return to his promised land
He has been waiting for so long
to return to where he belongs

on the way...repeating the words

waited for so long
back where he belongs
...one falls one rises...
he told him not to fear...

Are you ready to jump with me...

From here to the ground
We got a few seconds to make love
Don't look down...don't look down

We gonna feel like dolls
Thrown in the wind
We gonna feel like birds
for twenty seconds
Please look up

Are you ready to jump with me...

...with me...
...are you ready to jump...

Are you ready to jump with me...

Please wake up the hanging man
there's something I need to know
Please wake up the hanging man
There's something missing
in my life

There are things
he should have said
There are things
he should have... said

I see the tree, I see the leaves
It's five or six in the morning
There's something I know for sure
It's gonna be a hard and long...way

There are things...
he should have said
There are thing...
he should have...said...
please wake up...

Sister from another land
coming from the same heart
looking like the same face
sister from another place

Sister from another land
You don't want to hear me,
or even see me
Sister from an older game

Your place is with me

....

Sister, other side of me
In spite of all, haunting me
As a place staying empty
on an old photograph

Sister from another pain
We don't have to feel no shame,
Life will always be the same
We both have the same mother

The place is empty
...

...stranger...

I've been living here
for two centuries
Two hundred years
in the oakwood

I've been watching the sky
For too long now
I've seen the moon,
I've seen the stars
But I need something new

I've never moved
Since the day I'm born
I know the sun, I know the birds
But I've got a secret dream...

I wanna watch the sea,
I wanna see the waves

snow...snow...only snow
I can see nothing else
move...I cannot move

how does it sound
when the ice breaks

I hear faces singing
under the ice
my new dead friends
calling and inviting me

melting, drowning, melting, drowning

They gonna tell me how to sing
I'm gonna learn the melody

Sing..the song

Sing the song...of the breaking ice...

It is warm all over you,
millions of souls joining you,
old city is getting you,
darkness guiding you...

electric town...millions of souls...

In the secret of his dreams
sitting in the darkness he is looking
out through the window
sounds and laughs resounding
in his memory
like a trembling on the other side
of the window

waiting for the ending
he sings the song
telling the story of a man who
know life's thorny like a rose
waiting for the ending he sings
the song

this is the story of a man
who knows there's nobody else
around

guiding bird has disappeared
joining hands, he closes his eyes
and put his head on the pillow
something wrong has changed
his faith in misery
his life is like a movie waiting for a scenario

life...is...thorny like a rose pray...waiting...for an answer faith....

Sitting at the table
Not a sound in the house
I draw a face on the paper
I draw a face

and the face starts to speak
Give me legs, give me arms
Give me a smile
But before everything else

Draw me a tongue,
I wanna lick stamps

And the face starts to lick
Licking France, licking Africa
Licking Spain, licking China
Licking the United States of America

Draw me a tongue,
I wanna lick stamps

go...go...draw me a...a tongue
I wanna lick stamps

I am happy
it's nineteen eighty
I am happy
Today I'm gonna watch
the movie
I've been waiting for
the movie
I've been waiting for

I'm really happy
We're driving to the city
I'm really happy
We're driving to the movie

Two hours in the stars

I'm plugged into a sound from a thousand years agoAnd I'm taking notes between the tokes. Yeah.I'm plugged in but I'm turned offI'm holding the phone but it's inside out.And the tambourine was burned in a TangineWhile the chorus sang...Inch' Allah...
I'm plugged into the wind and the birdsThe wind on the trees and the wind on the sandI can't see it, but I can feel it, with my hand.I'm plugged into the bluebeen wearing the same choes for a season or twowhile the poets slip papers under my door.I'm plugged into my head-I'm plugged into my bedFeel the graffiti moving through my mind.
Fumes and mappings that have survived the overtime.My sound is plugged into the ground and the wires were dipped in gold.If you can't hear this you so far awaybut one of the poets spoke to me to sayI'm plugged into the mainline - she kicked it over to me sidewaysI'm plugged into my mouseslips me into the E-searchMotor Base - Motor Base - Motor Base.
I'm plugged into the credit cardburned lots of bits of paper and incenserecord in realtime at twenty cents a dime.Fill in the zeros with ticks and crosses.When I cross the streetI don't know...the bosses....the bosses.I'm plugged into Stock Marketswatch the fluctuations drawing lines in my mind.
Tsunamis replace the TornadosIcebergs make bookends on the shelf.Inch' Allah... Inch' Allah!!!
I'm plugged into the dub frequenciesThat flow out of large black boxes on the floor.The rythms come out of the carpet with the contact mikes - and it's ready for the Elephant's roar.
I'm plugged into the fragmentsglimmering in the middle of the nightThat of my Sister Ray broken upuse a broom use a spoon.I'm plugged into the agitationI take taxi's and don't have a carFour dirham a rideand I've got the Drâaoui by my side.I'm plugged into the dreamy rhythmLike a rip-appart heart-attackI'm plugged into the Super StonedRhythms and Narko's crack.
Inch' Allah !
I'm plugged into the QuinineTouareg feedback that energizes the scorpion.I fly to the No Flow with the automatic GO-GOSee the river walk, with the flow.
I'm plugged into the nicotinethe stains across my chestI'm plugged into the braInside the woman's breast.I'm plugged into the Warholcause he isn't really dead.I'm plugged into the signsof the Temple in my head.I'm plugged in and I'm programmedprogrammed to explodeThere are no loose endsThat will never be explored.I need a month in the desert with four bottles of water.Be a Nomad in the nomadilisation.Nomadilisation - Nomadilisation.
Inch' Allah !!!